Max and Simone did something this morning that warmed my heart. They played. Really played. For the most part, they've been so focused on keeping track of where I am and what I'm doing (and whether there might be food involved) that it didn't seem like they were having much fun. They've been getting lots of attention and hugs, lots of consistency and routines and many, many walks, but survival has been their primary goal.
They made a start at playing yesterday -- just a little bit, but were still pretty worried about keeping track of me, so they didn't really let themselves get very involved. This morning, I sat down with a cup of tea and a camera to see what might happen if they could know I wasn't going to disappear and that it was safe to have a bit of fun. Here's the result. I hope you enjoy it, too. :)
Max has a major size advantage, but Simone has a stubborn little dominant streak that won't let him have it all his own way.
Then, of course, they collapsed in a panting heap at my feet. Pretty cute! These two are a lot of work, but I have been rewarded with lots chuckles and plenty of puppy love.
Don't be surprised to see one or both of these critters appear as Stampeaz invoice carvings somewhere along the way. I'm feeling the itch to carve their sweet little faces. Of course, they'll have to be able to settle down and let me play at the carving table long enough for that to happen! Every time I sit down for a few minutes, someone seems to want to put their head in my lap -- or under the elbow holding the computer mouse, cup of tea or knitting needles -- sharp objects are a mite scary at the moment! *grin*