With all this neediness, I worried that she might resent little E and eat him (although the latter was less of a concern because she hardly has any bottom teeth).
The first night we brought E home, the pugs were on high alert and barked with high-pitched persistence every fucking time E cried. And that happened a lot. The next morning, I demanded that Kevin find and hire some type of very expensive dog whisperer to train them.
Luckily, those voracious reactions quickly died down, probably because the pugs were just too exhausted to care anymore.
Well, with an exception. Our little Rikki has taken her sister responsibilities very seriously and does alert us with a few mild barks when she hears E crying and doesn't think that we hear him. There have been countless times in the dead of night where I wake up only because she jumps off the bed (the pugs sleep with us) and runs to the nursery with a bark or two when E cries. It's her jumping off the bed that wakes me up, not E's cries (because my auditory nerves are a little slow to arouse). We don't have a baby monitor--I know I would wake up eventually when his cries reached a certain decibel, but she lets me know as soon as it starts. Then, after she sees me stumbling blindly to the nursery to check on him, she runs back to our bed. What a good little girl.
Bunni is a little more aloof, which I could have predicted. She sniffs him once in a while, particularly if he has milk smeared on his face or poop smeared his butt, but in general leaves him alone.
Oh, Rikki still pulls the whole PPP wedge maneuver with E. It took her only a little over a month to sit on E's cheek in getting PPP. Overall, though, the pugs have taken things very very well. My favorite pictures of E so far are of him with his pug sisters. I am so proud of how they have adjusted, and I can't wait for future days of E playing with the pugs, like this little guy.