I have my precious old girl Spanky, born way back in '95. Her soulmate Tigger passed in Oct last year. She and I grieved for months; she shrank to half her usual Porky Yorky size.
In early Feb this year, I brough home little Mango at 12 weeks. Spanky, to my surprise completely rejected her; I was devastated. I just think that Mango, with her demented little puppy routine, frequent "zoomies", driving Spanky nuts, was just toooo much for my poor Senior.
However in the last week or so, I am starting to see a glimmer of hope...
When Spanky is sleeping, Mango kind of creeps up on her to snuggle (soooo cute), and the old girl no longer snaps. It just warms my heart to see my two precious little babies, the old and the baby, snoozing, smushed together.....
