I've settled down from my panic. I didn't know I had that kind of panic in me. Boy-howdy that was nuts. (No, I'm not sure why I just said boy-howdy. It just seems to fit.)
I'm sleeping through the night and B-dog is sleeping through the night. He's learning not to bark so much -- it's much, much better. He's such a good dog and is learning more every day. He's a little bit afraid of traffic - loud noises really. But I coaxed him out of the house with some kibble and it was fine.
I've tried to give him all sorts of treats, but he hasn't really wanted anything but his actual dog food, which is weird.
But he loves to lie on his bed, and the cats are getting more and more used to him. He's a sweetie and a good boy.
I like having him here.