When we first got Bruno, I felt compelled to provide an update every couple weeks on how he's adapting to his new home. Once it was clear he was transitioning successfully, I didn't have much to write about anymore.
This remains our reality. The lazy mastiff has indeed made a very successful transition. He is extremely at ease in his new home. As I type these words, I can feel his snoring vibrate the floorboards in this 100 year old double-brick farmhouse after he's put himself to bed upstairs.
And is he ever lazy.
He showed plenty of get-up-and-go last winter. I could do 5k walks with him, no problem. He'd dash through the snow and then flop on his back and slide down the hill.
Now that we've got summer weather, he flops on his back and just lies there.
The Farm Manager has prior experience with mastiffs. She told me you should never walk a mastiff farther than you can carry it home. She got that right!
We had occasion to visit the big city on the weekend for a family get-together. Since it takes us four hours to get there, the hosts took pity on us and let us spend the night. We had the opportunity to spend an evening on an urban stoop.
It was Saturday night. We were in a leafy suburb, but we had something we don't have here at Falling Downs - next door neighbours.
Here at the farm the nearest next door neighbour is a quarter mile away. In the city, they're five feet away. If they want to party to Kool & The Gang at 11:00 o'clock on a Saturday night, your options are limited.
You can be the asshole who calls in a noise complaint.
Or you can make the best of the situation, and just enjoy your Saturday night.
Which we did, but I gotta say, it was great to get home!
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