The sweetie has been SOOOOO upset at losing mum, siblings and home-as-she-knew-it :O(
The great news is she's settling in. As I type, she's gone to sleep in her pen.
The drive home and first night were heart-breaking as it dawned on her that SOMEthing was up. AMAZingly she slept right through the night once we'd all gone to bed, and even held her poo till the morning (think that was probably more from stress than anything else). So far, she's been to class with us, met some new people, cried and whimpered quite a lot but also settled very frequently, and often after only a few minutes, and toileted outside a few times. Bless - it's HARD being a puppy!
Fred seems distressed by her distress. He keeps taking himself off to places where he feels safest / he can escape: front door mat (usually reserved for when he's feeling too warm) and our bed. Once she settles, he settles. It's hard being a sensitive lurcher-type...
An interesting, subtle observation I saw in class was when I asked Freddy to lie down, he was VERY reluctant, and kept glancing over at her crate where she was whining. He looked worried, and obviously didn't feel safe enough to lie down. To his credit, he did!
Anyway, here are two pictures of them first meeting off-lead together. Notice Freddy's eyes in the second picture as she tries to crawl on top of him. He would have told her off had I not verbally praised him for tolerating "this little oik" (the words in his head, I reckon!). So far, touch wood, he's being incredibly good.
Heh heh, Freddy looks like a demon in the first pic!!
