My little baby would rather play with the big dogs than tug on my pants leg. Every one of my dogs, especially the rescues, eventually make that leap. I'm still the boss, I'm still in control, but I'm not the center of the universe any longer. I know it's for the best, but I always feel a little bit lost when it happens.
I know for the five minutes that I had an "only dog" (Dottie) it wasn't a good situation. It's better for all of us that we have a nice, loving pack. Everyone is more stimulated, more comforted and life is generally better for all concerned. The thing is, I only have to pull one dog out, go for a ride or a walk, and suddenly, I'm the center of the universe again.
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