I don’t think Katy had ever encountered a human being before I found her. She took to Pete in a day or so, but it took her 2 weeks to get comfortable with my touch. Now she likes to drape herself over me whenever she gets the chance. If I sit down to work on the computer, and she needs a nap from playing with Pete, she will trap my shoes under her body.
She is a pretty heavy sleeper, unless a squirrel runs across the tin roof of the shack!
But the lure of snoozing is not to be denied sometimes. Besides, chasing squirrels is such hard work!
Katy is a small dog, and Pete is hardly a fighter. I hear coyotes howling in the night when they kill something, and sometimes they are less than 100 yards from my shack. I always go outside with my dogs whenever I release them into the yard to do their doggy due diligence. Nothing is going to touch them if I have anything to say about it.
Pity Texas doesn’t offer a bounty for dead coyote. I could make a little money on the side.
So don’t worry about Pete or Katy. They both had hard lives, they both endured loss and tragedy and pain. But, as long as I don’t suffer a heart attack and avoid auto accidents, they should live happily ever after until the end of their days.