While we would have loved to bring Caesar home with us that first night we saw him, he was too young to take from his beagle mom yet. It broke my heart leaving him know that his brothers and sisters would probably continue to get the best of him in the weeks to come. However, we knew that we would be back to rescue him.
In the weeks to come your Mom and I had lots of discussions about what was going to happen and how we were going to take care of Caesar. However, when you love someone as much as we loved Caesar a lot of those plans and rules that we made got bent or broke. They started with the car ride home.
We had decided we were going to crate train and that Caesar would ride in the car in a crate because that was supposed to be the safest way to do it. Almost before we even got out of Litchfield on the hour ride home Caesar was on your Mom’s lap in the passengers seat because it broke our hearts to listen to him cry inside the crate.
He would rarely ride in the crate in the car and he definitely spent more time in our laps in the front seats or buckled in his harness in the back seat than he spent in a crate in the car.
We had also decided that when we got home Caesar’s crate would be downstairs in the living room because we knew he would cry and we knew it was best for his house training to stay in the crate. The first night he was in the house the crate made its way up to our bedroom.
In fact while he was in his crate being trained, until he fell asleep or whenever he would wake up one of us would lay on the floor next to his crate with our fingers inside the crate to keep him from crying and comfort him.
We had decided when Caesar was trained that he would lay on the dog bed next to our bed because their was no way he was sleeping in our bed. He not only slept in our bed, but he created the standard H position and created a whole other set of challenges.
He not only slept in bed in between your Mom and I. He slept under the covers, but only until he got overheated and would come huffing and puffing out from under the covers. That would last until he was ready to go back under where he required one of us to lift up the covers so he could go back under the covers until he got overheated……Wash, rinse, repeat.
We broke a lot of the rules and plans when it came to Caesar and we did the same for both of you. Because when you love something as much as we loved Caesar and as much as we love you it does not always lead to logic.