Bear officially came to live with us this afternoon and my life is no longer my own. Everywhere I go now I have a tiny black and white shadow. I even had to sneak away while the new ‘baby’ was asleep to upload these shots of the new quilt I’m playing with.
I’d forgotten how much clingier puppies are than kittens.
it was hysterical when I brought him home about 3 or 4 hours ago … we started to walk back to my place and he was sooooooooooo cute, trotting along by my side, not ranging any more than a metre away from me … until he saw the goats [ safely in their paddock and on the other side of the fence ] and then he turned tail and ran as fast as his little puppy legs would carry him all the way back to the fence line which is where I caught up with him and subsequently he was carried down the hill. Given that he’s been running all over PND’s place with its complement of goats and horses, I have to admit that I wasn’t expecting that reaction.
As far as David and Bear are concerned I think the little visits of the last couple of days were the way to go. David seems quite sanguine about the whole situation. In fact the only incident has involved MissC jumping on Bear from table height. I have explained to her that this is not acceptable behaviour and she is currently sulking in her bedroom
…and he’s just woken up again so I think that’s it for this post
I don’t expect that ANY of us are going to get a lot of sleep tonight.
* post title amended courtesy of Sheepish Annie, the clever little sod!