Always did like 'em.... Peaches definitely is attached to me, and Duke, who's afraid of everything, sometimes (when Sammy's not around) actually pesters to be petted now.
The only problem is that I like to play an MP3 player in bed while trying to get to sleep. Peaches was on my chest one night as I was listening to some music, and all of a sudden the headset went dead. She'd chewed through the cord....
Sammy's still "top dog"
, but some mornings I find all three of 'em on the bed when I wake up.
Sammy's our third dog in 35 years of marriage. First puppy, though. The last one, a Cocker, didn't quite understand the difference between grass and carpeting. That was kind of fun. Sammy was about 2/3 trained when Becka gave him to us. Lots of "quick moves" to get him outside, but not too bad. I bought some of those little piddle pads for him - the idea is that if he "goes" someplace, you clean it up, and then put one of those pads down. Then you take the pad outside - really the same trick as newspaper training, but if he decides to go on the same place, it's easier. Sammy liked to tear up newspapers, but when I put one of those pads down on an "accident" he never went near it again.... Eventually ran out of carpeted areas in the family room
.... (I used to have to take him outside - he was afraid....)
The cats - well, you generally just show 'em where the sandbox is, and that's that. Once in a while you get a surprise, though, and you really can't train a cat. (You don't own 'em. They choose to co-exist with you....)
Could be worse - Peaches sometimes actually watches TV, but hasn't figured out the remote yet....