Gizmo was three when we got Tenci. He had been the only puppy that we had, and was very possessive of me. At first I think he was afraid of her because she was sooo hyper. When he realized she wasnt going to kill him, he wanted to kill her. I tried very hard for nothing to change between me and him. He always got special treatment. He ate first, he slept next to me in the bed, he got first dibs on everything. After a few weeks he learned to accept she was there, some days he would even try to play with her. Gizmo was sick at this time, I think that if he had lived he would have became her friend by now. It just takes some time. |