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The first change in group dynamics came with the advent of my Terrible Trio, Helen, Troy and Petra. They arrived as puppies to a household full of other dogs and cats. There was Caesar, that grand old gentleman, out in the garden along with Petunia and Lippa. In the house there were Cookie and Frisky, as well as four cats:

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Snowy, my darling white Persian with blue eyes, more of a statue than a living cat, and his three children. First there is Pixie who is white like his father but not long haired like him and has his mother’s face and brown eyes, but he is totally deaf, which is a Persian trait. Then there is Spicy who has the coat colours of his mother, striped light and dark grey, but has the beautiful face of his father. Finally there is Sugar, she took her father’s colouring and small stature but still her mother’s face. The only female of the lot, she lives mostly on the top floor, venturing out only when the coast is clear of dogs.
The advent of my Terrible Trio changed the group dynamics in existence. Pixie became more aggressive with the puppies and Frisky became their protector and leader. The more the dogs grew in size, the more apparent how rules set in childhood hold in maturity.

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Even though by the time Frisky passed away each of the Terrible Trio was four times his size, yet they were still in awe of him and could not even come up the stairs if he was standing on the top landing, without his giving them permission to do so. But in the garden Caesar was King. He ruled with an iron hand but was the epitome of just rule.

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With the advent of my Daring Duo, Max and Millie, again the group dynamics changed. As babies they got a great deal of attention as they needed to be trained, house broken, fed properly and closely monitored so they don’t get into trouble. This caused some jealousy on the part of Helen who always claimed me as her own. When she tried to take it out on Millie, I put an immediate stop to that. But still, I have to keep an eye on Helen.
Max and Millie came in with their own brand of character quirks. Millie is very loving, very excitable and extremely curious, a real extrovert. Max is far more sedate, just as loving, but calmer and more dignified. Yet when they are both together in the house, their favourite passtime is chasing the cats. This has some rather horrifying and some hilarious results.
Snowy being the statue that he is, when Millie jumps him, he does not move and just sits there tolerating her licks and heavy-handed petting. But if i do not interfere quickly, she might come away with a large clump of his hair in her mouth. As he seems to be shedding and has a few burrs, this seems to be a good thing, as she is giving him an unorthodox grooming. The first time she came away with a clump of white hair I was horrified, picked Snowy up to see where he was wounded, but found him relaxed and purring. Relief.
The fun part is the ever changing dynamic with Pixie. As chasing cats is the Duo’s favourite sport, this sometimes has hilarious consequences where Pixie is concerned. Pixie being deaf does not hear them when they chase him, especially when they come from the back. Being unaware of them he might come to a sudden stop which baffles them completely and they start getting suspicious and temper their all out rush to careful curiosity. When he suddenly becomes aware of their presence, he jumps up with a high pitch screech that literally floors the two dogs with fright. Then I see three animals running at high speed in three different directions. No matter how many times it happens it never fails to make me burst into laughter.

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Now that the Daring Duo are getting more used to the outdoors than indoors, it is again Caesar who has taken over keeping all the tribe in line. He has taken over from me the role of protector of the young, keeping Helen in check and even training the little ones.
I love my Furry Family.
1 August 2015

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