Zoey fits in like she has always been here. The food aggression is long gone. They all eat together in the kitchen. They all line up and "sit" when I tell them that I have a treat for them. I have to laugh at the German shepherd and Zoey's drool. Seldom do I see drool, the GSD licks them off - it is better than a towel. They are so all good together.
Zoey and the Bassett Hound are best friends. They follow each other everywhere.
Finally, Zoey is a big "talker." She definitely is vocal when she needs to go outside or wants something. She makes me laugh out loud. (Except at 4 am and she wants to go out. But I can't complain, at least she lets me know when she needs to go immediately.)
The four of them make me smile. I am so lucky.