As I got ready for work this morning my partner provided me with a streaming UnderDog commentary:
"He ran outside, then ran back in to get a toy and ran back out"
"He's rubbing his face in your potted plants. I called his name and he's looked up. He's got a leaf stuck to his face."
As UnderDog runs randomly back and forth at high speeds my partner says "Now is the time on Sprockets when we dance."
Dog is being pretty gracious about the whole thing. The two of them are starting to move as a pack- they appear together when it's time to eat or go outside. It no longer seems traumatic for either one if they have to pass in the hall, or occupy the same sofa at the same time. Last night as I arrived home from work they both met me at the safety gate which keeps them on the porch and sniffed me through the diamond-shaped holes just big enough to for a dog nose. I hope Dog doesn't feel like she is being overshadowed. We give her all the hugs that UnderDog is not ready for.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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That's hilarious!
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