The Tornado is Calming

I'm sorry that I sounded a bit overwhelmed in yesterdays' post. I was. I wasn't sure how I felt about sharing my family with a strange new eskie. I get the whole concept of helping save lives, and I think it's very worthy, but I am a girl that is fearful of change, and definitely don't like too much chaos.

Now that we are in to day3 with Atka, things are going SO much better. The new girl is calming down and beginning to pick up our routine. She and brother have created their own playtime each morning, and I am the referee. I like that. Mom calls me the #1 eskie and the matriarch eskie. I like that alot too!

Atka is still 100% puppy, but she knows that she is below me in the pack, and I don't have to keep reminding her. She asks for attention from my parents, but doesn't ALWAYS budge in when I am getting some like Duncan used to do. I'm still getting all my treats, and this morning, mom snuggled me up close to her in bed (we do spoons in the morning) just like always and I felt safe. Safe and loved.

I'm trying to understand how hard this is for Atka too. Everything is new to her. At least we have the same smells, family, neighbors, blankets, toys. She doesn't have anything from her old life. I've decided to share my things with her - EXCEPT WHALE. Brother is sharing his bedroom crate with her, and I'm letting her use some beds downstairs. She thanked brother and I this morning with a slobbery kiss. Yucky, but it was very thoughtful. I will try hard too. I want to be the best foster sister ever!