I’ve been carving out one-on-one time with Teddy, while also making sure Roo and Archie feel just as loved and seen. I know we haven’t been cranking out content like usual—but that’s temporary. As Roo starts moving out of the chaotic puppy stage, we’ll be back in full swing—with the triple threat locked in and ready to roll. Some amazing videos are just around the corner.
Life’s been a little wild lately. No one really prepares you for the jump from two dogs to three. You’d think it wouldn’t be that different—you’re already in the rhythm, already trained in early morning potty breaks, daily walks, food prep, and toy rotation. But wow. That third dog changes the entire dynamic in ways I never quite expected.
When we decided to bring Roo home, we knew we were signing up for a bit of chaos. She’s a puppy, after all. Puppies bring joy, mischief, and the kind of messy energy that can turn even the most organized home into a whirlwind. But what I didn’t expect was the emotional load that would come with it. More than just managing pee pads, chewed-up socks, and middle-of-the-night whining, it’s the guilt that’s hit the hardest.
The guilt of feeling stretched too thin.
See, with two dogs—Teddy and Archie—we had a flow. Each dog had their quirks and needs, but we had learned how to balance our time and energy. Teddy, my heart dog, is the kind of dog who just gets me. He’s been with me through major life transitions, through quiet days and loud ones, always offering calm in the storm. Katelyn has that same bond with Archie—her little shadow who seems to know what she’s thinking before she even says it. We built our lives around them in a way that worked.
Enter Roo.
She’s wild, she’s curious, she’s demanding. And she’s a total sweetheart. But she requires so much—time, attention, consistency. She’s also figuring out the pecking order, testing boundaries, and discovering the world one sniff at a time. It’s a beautiful thing to witness… but also, it’s exhausting. And in that exhaustion, in that endless list of to-dos that comes with raising a new pup, it’s easy to feel like we’re failing the other two.
I’ll admit there were days I looked at Teddy and felt a little ache. He’d watch me wrangle Roo through her crate training or try to redirect her from chewing yet another table leg, and I’d see it in his eyes: the question. What happened to our quiet mornings? Where’s our one-on-one cuddle time? Do you still love me the same?
The answer, of course, is yes. Absolutely. Always. But dogs don’t speak our language. They speak in routine, in touch, in presence. And when that changes—when they get less of you—they feel it.
So I’ve been adjusting. We both have. It’s taken more intention, more effort. I’ve started carving out solo time with Teddy, even if it’s just a fifteen-minute walk around the block while Katelyn keeps Roo entertained. We’ll stop by our favorite tree, sit on the bench we always used to visit, and just be. No distractions, no puppy chaos. Just me and him, like old times.
And Katelyn’s doing the same with Archie. She’s always been amazing at tuning into his emotional needs, and now that Roo’s taken over much of the spotlight, she’s doubling down to make sure he still feels like her number one boy. Because, in many ways, he always will be.
What we’re learning—slowly, surely—is that adding a third dog doesn’t have to mean dividing the love. It just means multiplying the intention. More planning. More mindfulness. More asking ourselves: Who needs what today? Who’s feeling a little left out? Who could use some extra cuddles?
It’s also brought new joys. Watching the three of them interact is a whole story on its own. Roo idolizes Archie. She tries to mimic his every move, though often with hilarious results. She’s constantly bouncing around him, testing her limits, looking for that nod of approval. And Archie, to his credit, is patient—most of the time. He’s taken on the big brother role, reluctantly but admirably.
Teddy, meanwhile, is the wise one. The steady anchor. He doesn’t indulge in Roo’s nonsense for long, but when she’s calm and quiet, he’ll nuzzle her softly, almost like he’s saying, You’re part of the pack now, kid. Watching that bond slowly form is something I didn’t know I needed.
We’ve also had to shift our content schedule. Between the potty training and the socialization and the energy it takes to keep Roo from eating shoes (or plants, or furniture), we just haven’t been cranking out the videos like we used to. And that’s okay. That part was hard to accept, because we love creating. We love sharing the magic of our dogs with the world. But right now, this season is about laying the foundation. It’s about making sure Roo grows up in a home where she feels safe, seen, and loved—and that Teddy and Archie don’t feel like they’ve been left behind.
So yeah, life’s been a little wild lately. But it’s also been full of little wins. Roo learned how to sit on command last week, and we celebrated like she won an Olympic medal. Teddy’s been more playful lately, maybe because he sees Roo’s antics and remembers what it was like to be young and reckless. Archie’s been doing this new thing where he gently places a paw on your knee when he wants your attention—simple, subtle, but so deeply sweet.
These are the moments we’re holding onto. The moments that remind us why we said yes to three dogs in the first place.
Because the chaos? It’s temporary.
The muddy paw prints, the scattered toys, the interrupted sleep—they’re all fleeting. Roo’s already beginning to settle. She’s learning faster than we expected. And as the chaos fades, what’s left is something so special: a trio of dogs who love and learn from each other. A home that might be louder, messier, more unpredictable—but also more full. More alive.
We’re starting to find our new rhythm. And once we’re in it, we’re coming back stronger, more inspired than ever. The triple threat—Teddy, Archie, Roo—will be locked in and ready to roll. We’ve got some amazing content brewing, and I promise: it’s worth the wait.
So thank you—for sticking with us, for understanding this moment of adjustment, and for cheering us on through it all. We can’t wait to share what’s next.
Because if life’s going to be wild… at least it’s wild with dogs.
