Well the pups have arrived home to me safe and sound. They get very very car-sick which I will have to consult the vet about since we have a long trip ahead of us.
They are under-socialized but for whatever reason they bonded to me pretty much instantly (though they are still terrified of every other human, so far :c). I am in love with the character of these dogs. We seem to just "get" each other and I find that I can communicate with them very effectively through body language and vice versa. Very different than my relationship with Maggie, my Frenchton.
After trying for weeks to think up appropriate Italian names and failing... I gave up and named these fierce wolf-slaying working dogs "Sugar Pie"(the larger sister) and "Honey Bunch" the smaller sister (runt would be more accurate... she is half the size of her sister and thin).
For dogs that had never been inside (except for the few weeks that Honey was at my friend's before pick-up) they sure do a great imitation of house dogs.
I keep reading websites and blogs written by long-time Maremma owners who talk proudly about how their dogs refuse to set foot inside the house or how pups raised in the house instantly took to the outdoors and never wanted to come inside again!
Apparently my pups are from different stock. They took to the house like baby ducklings to a pond and largely eschew the great outdoors. I actually have to usher them outside to go to the bathroom. On the other hand, they are naturally house-trained which is pretty amazing to me after the struggles I've gone through with my last several dogs over the years. My Frenchton will still mess on the floor if she is given the opportunity to get away with it.
So far the pups like to spend the day imitating sheepskin throw-rugs at my feet.
They were raised on a working sheep farm and have spent their lives up to now living on the range with their parents and the sheep, seeing the owner only once a day at feeding time. They are about four and a half months old.
Until now I have spent the nights sleeping on the couch beside the coffee table under which they have their "den". Last night I actually climbed up to my loft bed to sleep - the pups were extremely astonished at my agility and stared at me up there for a good half hour.
I had pushed the coffee table against the couch to prevent them from getting up on the couch, since it's very small and already too crowded with me and Maggie, my Frenchton on it, so I figured it would be a good idea to discourage the pups from wanting to get up there from the start.
I woke up this morning to find the coffee table still in place, but Sugar reclining grandly on the leather couch with several bones she had brought up there to chew.
Honey had dragged my heated throw blanket down off the couch and somehow managed to tuck it up into a neat little bed, which she was curled up on.
They are doing a very good job of training me to their preferences so far...
Seriously though I am finding that in comparing these dogs in every category to the "pet breed" dogs I have owned over the years, the pet breeds do not stack up very favorably... these dogs are very intelligent and I don't feel like I am basically babysitting a fur covered toddler all day the way I do with Maggie. They do accept me as leader and listen to me, but they just have so much more common sense that I don't feel I need to watch them like a hawk every moment. They also don't need constant, repetitive correction. Sugar put her nose up on the table when I was eating the other day and I only had to give her a stern look directly in the eyes and she understood immediately that this was not acceptable behavior and went away from the table. I thought that was pretty impressive.