Here are the pictures of Dawson, Nutmeg and Rob the first night Dawson was home.

Dawson decided to chew on every single Nylabone we had in the house. I didn't know we had so many bones to chew on. Nutmeg, of course, wanted to chew on the bone that Dawson had.

Since Nutmeg wanted his toy Dawson had to find a place to hide where she would not follow. Not an easy task since Nutmeg is slightly smaller. He finally found a place, under the futon. For some reason Nutmeg does not follow him under.

Dawson finally gets a moment of peace, and I do mean only a moment. Shortly after this quiet time, Rob, Nutmeg and Dawson had a romp.

When asked what she thinks about having another dog, and a Boston at that, in the house Nutmeg just grins.