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On the 8th of March – I brought Jax home…


Even then –  I “sort-of / kind-of” knew there would be an adjustment period for he and Harley. But I was unrealistic with my timeline. I actually thought it wouldn’t take more than a day #stoplaughing #dontjudgeme

Four days later (and not much progress) my nightly conversations with God started or ended like this:

Please Lord, let tomorrow be the day these two start getting along.

My Grandmother used to say:

Be careful what you ask for – if you ask too many times, you just might get it!

For the next 14 days I prayed for “harmony” in my house – and then it happened. Nana’s words rang true.

Ruger the Peacemaker showed up.

Before you think I ran out and purchased a gun, let me explain.

The “Ruger” I’m referring to is a two year old – 78 pound jet black beauty of a Lab mix who lives across the street…


She’s not out in the front of the house often and come to think of it – I’m not sure if I saw her at all during the winter. But what I do remember is she’s always been a happy, playful pup, whipping her tail at a speed that can blur your vision.

On the 22nd of March, we saw the first glimpse of winters end. The sun was bright, our jackets were off, and the street was alive with noise. The children laughed while the adults gathered in small groups basking in the unbelievably warm weather.

I must confess – the night of the 11th when I first started praying for “harmony” in my house, I had no idea how it would arrive.

But let me tell you, I never thought it would come in the form of another dog!


Doodle Dad was sitting on the porch. Harley laid comatose by his feet after receiving the best belly rub ever. I sat on the steps battling with an active teething, nipping puppy while trying to follow a conversation between my husband and my neighbor.

Earlier that day we were still lacking interaction between the two doodles…


Harley was doing his best to stay out of Jax’s way, while Jax was working hard at annoying Harley.

Hence the daily prayers!…



Ruger came outside for a game of catch with his pet parent. Playing on the lawn seemed to hold her interest until she spotted Harley and Jax across the street.

In less than a blink of a human eye, she darted (ball in mouth) across the street headed for my steps.

I scooped Jax into my arms simultaneously as I rose up off of the steps. NOT because I thought Jax was in danger. It was a reaction based on the simple fact that Jax hasn’t had all his puppy vaccinations, therefore “contact” with other dogs are prohibited according to his vet.

Harley must have interpreted my swift movement as a sign of discomfort and/or fear because he immediately escaped Doodle Dad’s grip and placed himself in front of Jax and I in a matter of seconds.

Understand, Ruger would never hurt any of us, we were never in any danger. But Harley was not allowing her up on that porch. #notthen #wasnthappening

The more Ruger danced, darted, bobbed and weaved – the more Harley blocked. This went on for several minutes.

If Ruger wanted to play on the lawn with him Harley was all for it, but the moment he even glanced in our direction, Harley was making himself a “doodle shield.”

The two dogs repeated these moves several times so I decided it made more sense to take a wiggling Jax into the house and feed him dinner. Harley joined us, Ruger went back across the street, and Doodle Dad resumed his convo with our neighbor.

The boys ate, and then it was time for a walk.

Back outside, leashed up and ready to go – we couldn’t walk. It was impossible. I couldn’t seem to keep them apart.


They jumped, they rolled, they tossed and they turned. I took 113 photos that afternoon! #truestories It was mind boggling.


What just happened? Did the event on the lawn a few hours earlier make him Mustafa to our new Simba?

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  • Was he the great protector now?
  • Was this the answer to my prayers? #fixitJesus

Whatever it was, I did not question it – I accepted it – I was grateful – I was happy! #heckyeah

  • Is Harley still teaching boundary lessons? Absodoodletutely 🙂
  • Am I letting him? You better bet your sweet doodle I am!
  • Do I owe Ruger a basket of treats as a thank you? Working on it this weekend 🙂

I can only imagine even though Ruger posed no threat at all, Harley realized Jax was “family” and it was his job as the oldest to make sure his family was safe.

That’s my take – what do you think?

Be careful out there this weekend and as always, thank you so very much for sharing me with all your friends!

  • Yvonne Smith
    March 27, 2015

    I think Harley was saying Watch yourself showing me what you got! Ruger you’re on Doodle property and you can’t touch my brother or mom.Glad to see the boys are being one big happy family

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      I will forever be indebted to Ms. Ruger for her role in helping my Doods bond quickly. She’s such a sweet girl – beautiful dog too!

  • Tiffany
    March 27, 2015

    As my Dad would say,” at the end of the day” that’s his baby bro and he’s the only one who can torment him. I’m glad they are getting along so well. Great post!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      Tiffany – you may be correct. But thank the Doodle for Ruger coming over and wanting to play with the boys. It helped “jump start” the bonding process between Harley & Jax. Can’t wait for the summer when the three of them can wrestle and romp in the backyard.

  • Emma
    March 27, 2015

    It took a while, like well over a month, for me to finally give in a bit with Bailie, and then we started our chase and wrestle stuff which we continue on a daily basis. We also have some nasty fights, but we hear it is normal for sisters, but we do the chase and wrestle thing all the time and Mom can’t get enough of it!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      Emma – I’m speechless, sisters don’t fight! Tell Bailey that she has to listen to you and Katie because she’s the youngest!

  • Monika & Sam
    March 27, 2015

    Aw, how sweet! It’s a glorious day when two siblings bond. #tohappydaysahead 🙂

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      Hey Monika – yes it is. I imagined the situation being a “strange one” but I laughed when I realized it involved another dog. Soon, Jax will be bigger and the three of them will romp around the yard together!

  • DZ Dogs
    March 27, 2015

    It’s often hard for older dogs to tolerate puppies, they’re rude, high energy, spazzy little critters. 🙂
    Ziva hates puppies for the most part, she prefers older dogs who greet politely. Glad to hear they are starting to play!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      I think because Harley is in “small dog” camp at OTPR he’s still tolerating them. But Harley is a puppy at heart himself, so as long as Jax knows (which he’s learning) when enough really means “enough” – I think we’ll be fine.

  • Elaine
    March 27, 2015

    Aw, that picture of Harley and Jax wrestling is just heartwarming. I bet it almost brought tears to your eyes. Wonderful!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      I’m loving all of it Elaine, even the pee on my hardwood floors 🙂 Well maybe not that! LOL

  • DashLilly
    March 27, 2015

    Hooray for Harley!!!! Yep, he’s a big brother now. It’s like he found his role and that made it all come together for him. “Ohhh, I get it, this little guy depends on me. Okay, I can live with that. Come on little bro, let’s roll!”
    Ruger better be getting some treats doodle-style. He fast forwarded the learning process!!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      You got that right Deirdre, Ruger truly did fast forward the process!

  • slimdoggy
    March 27, 2015

    I think I agree with you – your behavior showed Harley that Jax was to be protected not just ignored.

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      Whatever worked! So far we’ve got less boundary training and more romping! Now just gotta work on Jax’s mini tantrums (hates to be picked up when he’s playing) 🙂

  • Tenacious Little Terrier
    March 27, 2015

    How sweet! Glad they’re starting to get along. Not that they live together, but Sage will sometimes “protect” Mr. N if another dog is hassling him too much. I jokingly call her Mr. N’s “muscle.”

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 27, 2015

      I love that Mr. N’s “muscle.” That’s adorable – have a great weekend

  • Sand Spring Chesapeakes
    March 29, 2015

    Awe…. thanks Ruger and 113 picturs, thats all??? 😉

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 30, 2015

      You sound like my husband! Sometimes he tells me “put the camera down Cathy, this is between us only!”

  • Barkocity- Cara
    March 30, 2015

    I love your analogy and photo of Mustafa and Simba 🙂 So glad to hear Harley felt the need to protect Jax and now they’re getting along. Family first! That picture of them wrestling looks like a bunch of fluff. Good luck with the pup, he’s adorable! I can’t wait to read more!

    • Cathy Bennett
      March 30, 2015

      Thanks Cara – They are a bunch of fluff most of the day. Not too much playing indoors yet because I’ve given Jaxx limited real estate in the house. I’m sure that will change when he gets a little older 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!

  • Jan K
    April 1, 2015

    I think you interpreted that exactly right, what a great story! It is amazing how prayers are sometimes answered in ways we absolutely don’t expect.

    • Cathy Bennett
      April 1, 2015

      Isn’t that the truth JanK. Can’t wait for Jax to get a little bigger and the three of them can play all afternoon long (once the backyard dries up of course!)