Ray moved in with us on March 15, 2013* and settled in very fast (he knew what he was doing!).
Given our various experiences of him up to that time, together with my bad experience with a Shepherd many years prior, I tried to be as relaxed as possible when in close proximity to him, but was prepared for any surprise moves on his part.
I learned later that his reflexes are so much faster than mine that I could not have prevented any move that he decided necessary (Humbling reality No. 1)!
He immediately showed a preference to his circular bed, which was then in the middle of our living room, presumably because it was central and offered the best vantage point from a security perspective.Here he is getting ready to settle down for the night on March 17, his third day with us.
For reasons of self-preservation (see first paragraph), it was with considerable caution that I would put my face close to his. In fairness to Ray, he had already made friends with me with a nose touch when he was still at the Humane Society so the gamble was perhaps minimal? The problem was that he was fitting in so well after only a few days, and he looked so cuddly and inviting, that I just wanted to kiss him good night on the top of his head. I never made it to the top of his head.
*See Posts “Yesterday” March 16, 2015 & “Sometime around now…” February 28, 2015