Me and Isis, we are the same

I have observed that Isis is like me and Leo is like Rob. I’m not talking about Isis’ amazing athletic ability and jumping/soccer ball catching skills. Or Leo’s diabolical tendency to prefer biting hands, sleeves, ankles and pants over toys designated for that purpose. Isis is very high-strung. Leo is super mellow. I didn’t usedContinue reading “Me and Isis, we are the same”

Tolerance, acclimation and integration

We’re still struggling with the acclimation process between Leo and Isis. To be honest, I’m not sure we’ve conquered tolerance yet. Isis tolerates Leo being confined to the laundry room. She’ll glance at him nonchalantly when she passes on her way in and out of the back door. But we’re still keeping them on oppositeContinue reading “Tolerance, acclimation and integration”

This parenting thing is hard

What did I think? Isis would take one sniff of Leo and they’d play like litter mates? OK, that’s exactly what I thought. This is going to be much harder than I expected. And I didn’t really expect it to be easy, did I? Well, not exactly, but I thought I had all these methodsContinue reading “This parenting thing is hard”