Will has a puppy dog; her name is Maggie.
And everywhere that Will goes, Will goes, Will goes;
Everywhere that Will goes, Maggie goes too.
They're gonna be best friends, best friends, best friends.
They're gonna be best friends, Maggie and Will.
I'm not sure at what point during my new-mommy delirium that I made up this song posted above, but I can almost guarantee it was within the first few days we were home. When Will would cry, I would pace the house and Maggie would follow my every move. JT says he is surprised that I haven't worn tracks in the floor from circling through the living room, kitchen, and dining room. I started singing this song (the tune of "Mary Had a Little Lamb") and it would always calm Will down or put him to sleep. He was probably falling asleep just so he didn't have to hear me sing - hahaha!
The first few days we were home, Maggie didn't really pay attention to Will. The crying didn't seem to bother her. She went through a major depression because I was not allowed to play ball with her and people were always coming over and not paying attention to her. Luckily she never associated this with Will; her anger was directed more towards me and I was pretty sure that she hated me since I was the obvious reason for her no longer being the center of attention. We made it a rule that anyone coming to visit had to play with Maggie first, then they could see Will. This seemed to help a lot, and Maggie and I were able to bond again.
Maggie's protective instincts kicked in right away. She was next to Will at all times. If someone was holding him, she was standing beside them. If someone was walking around with Will, she was walking with them. Nobody was going to make it out the front door with Will without Maggie letting us know about it.
Will and I rarely moved from this spot. Maggie stayed right beside us.
I always fed Will in his room, especially in the middle of the night. Maggie was no longer forced to stay in her kennel, so she would come in there with me. It is not surprising now to find her sleeping his room sometimes. She is good at checking for monsters underneath the crib.
The first thing that Will squealed and laughed at was Maggie. He thinks she is hilarious! He loves watching her catch the ball, and when she brings the ball back to us, he squeals with delight. No doubt they are going to spend millions of hours playing together.
One of the first things Will does in the mornings is look around for Maggie. He smiles and squeals when he sees her. I usually sit in the floor with him in my lap so she can come up to him and he will pet her. So sweet!
They play together on the playmat. Will can scoot across the floor, and Maggie is always the target. Maggie used to get up and move when he got close, but she is more tolerable to it now and usually lets him touch her.
Maggie's favorite toy is "Bruiser". Will is interested...
Got it! Maggie will not be happy this, because she isn't allowed to play with Will's toys. Maggie will not tolerate this double-standard.
And after all that playtime, they nap together.
Maggie was not feeling well last week. She didn't want to play and you could tell that Will was missing her. I know that sounds crazy, but he seriously looked for her when he was playing. She finally came around and Will put his hand on her paw to comfort her. She put her other paw on top of his. My heart melted...
I am so glad that this relationship has started off so well for them. They really are going to be best friends. We are proud of you Maggie! You are a great big sister!
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