Logan The #Cavapoo Tells You About His And Lilie The #Westie's Views On Moving To The New House

 Hi everyone.  This is Logan the Cavapoo.

 

And this is me taking a nap with my Westie sister, Lilie, in one of our doggy beds:

That photo was taken on December 1st, and we don't live where it was taken any more, because Mummy and Daddy packed the last of our stuff, and then Grandad (who Mummy calls Dad) came and got us - meaning me, Lilie, Mummy, Mollie, and Artemis - and some of our stuff, packed us up in the back of his car, and took us to a whole new place Mummy says is our new home.

 

For some reason I don't understand, we left Daddy and most of our stuff behind, and it took them a whole three extra days to find where we were.  Bearing in mind, it took us almost forever to get there as it was.  Do you think they got lost? I sure do, and Lilie was starting to think Daddy wasn't coming, and getting real upset about it, because Daddy is her favourite human in the whole wide world, and she missed him so much, even with all the exciting exploring to do in the new place, and Nana and Grandad spending most of the time between when we got here and when Daddy did with us.

Another thing I don't understand is why we were in puppy jail for the ride.  Usually we ride with Mummy or Daddy, but they put us in puppy jail right in the back of the car.  Even stranger, Mummy took ages and ages to come get us out.  Even after we stopped crying she took so long that we fell asleep waiting for her.  We woke up somewhere with strange smells, and we didn't like that place, so we were glad we only stayed there for long enough to have a potty break and such.  But then we got put back in puppy jail, and we had to go through the whole thing all over again, waking up somewhere else with new smells.  This second place was much more to our liking though, so we don't mind that Mummy and Daddy say we're staying here.

We have something called a, "Yard," - which is what Mummy calls our garden - which we get to go in without our harnesses and leads, where we can do potty in any spot we want, and instead of getting cross we get praise - and sometimes even treats.  Here's a photo of us in the yard, taken by Nana (who Mummy calls Mam) on the weekend when we were here with Mummy, but Daddy wasn't here yet:

Mummy says I should explain that both Grandad and Nana were helping her with us, especially since Lilie was being naughty because she wanted her Daddy (Mummy thought that was why, and when Lilie immediately started to behave after Daddy got here, knew she was right).  She says she knows officially she should have isolated for two weeks after getting here, but her being blind made that impossible.  So she's been seeing both Grandad and Nana, because she needed them to help over the weekend, and it seemed pointless to isolate from them after that when they'd have already been exposed if there was any risk from Avirus anyway.  She's also seen Uncle Wayne (her big brother) since Grandad is his official carer, so it's pointless to stay away from him if we're seeing Grandad.  I don't know what she's talking about, but she says you will, andI should explain that, so I did.

Me and Lilie don't mind - Especially Lilie, since she loves making new friends.

 

Well, to be honest, at first I wasn't sure what to make of it.  I kind of like Grandad, I love Nana (who's great for food scraps) and Uncle Wayne is OK.  But Nana and Uncle Wayne are owned by dogs, and it turns out I struggle with meeting new dogs, and get upset if any dog other than Lilie approaches me indoors - even if it's their own home.  Mummy and Nana think it's because Avirus meant I wasn't socialized as well as I should have been... Whatever that's supposed to mean.

Anyway, me and Lilie are settling in to this new place well.  We had to get used to the idea that we live both upstairs and downstairs, and kept heading straight upstairs when we came in from the yard at first.  But now we understand we can be downstairs and upstairs, so we wait to see where Mummy's going first, or run up and down the stairs a few times - just because we can.  A couple of times we chased each other around the whole entire house, which has lots of space for us to do that in without causing too much chaos.  It's exhausting though, so we've also been taking lots of naps, which Mummy says is just fine by her.

Speaking of naps: when we first got here there was a big bed to sleep on at night, but nothing for us in the day, since Mummy wouldn't let us go on the folding chairs Grandad let her borrow, so we had to make her come on the floor with us so we could sleep cuddled up to Mummy on the floor...

At least, until our stuff arrived, when we could claim the armchair for our very own...

Sometimes we share it with Mummy though, like I'm doing in this next photo, even though you can't really tell it's her who's cuddling me, because of what Nana did to the photo to make it focus on how cute I am.

Mummy says she'll tell you about the things humans will want to know to do with the new house after the holidays, but between all the posts from me and Lilie, along with the things she wants to share before the end of the year herself, she's having to use non-posting days as it is.  Like today, for example.

Until then, what I've told you will have to be enough.

 

Take it from me and Lilie though: it's a nice place, and we're happy we came here.  We could have done without all the time in puppy jail to get here, but I guess it was kind of worth it.  We especially love that it comes with one of those garden things - even if Mummy says it's more of a yard than an actual garden, because it's pebbly and not grassy.  We don't care though, because it's ours, and we get to go out in it loads, and even run around out there without our straps on! We've never been allowed to do that outside before; usually outside we have to have our straps on so we stay safe.

Lots of licks,

Logan