Look who came over for cuddles today! I’m not exaggerating at all when I say it’s been at least four months since Birdy’s been on my lap. There have been a few times when she’s sat on the arm of the sofa, right next to me, but if I tried to pick her up and make her cuddle, she’d scream and run away. Birdy loves her some histrionics. So I was really surprised when she crawled onto my lap today, and she seemed perfectly content to lie there and be petted (see: relaxed airplane ears). I’m hoping this is a sign that she’s gradually forgiving me for inviting a puppy into the house.
Speaking of the puppy, I have to take a photo of her (and Henny) in the new dog crate. They sleep in there together at night, and Henny’s been much more comfortable from the start than I expected her to be. When I let the dogs in after their last potty run of the night, I always scoop Nova up as soon as she comes through the door (otherwise she’ll hide under furniture to delay going to bed). I used to have to pick Henny up, too, but she’s suddenly remembered what ‘go to bed’ means. One night, the door to their crate was mostly shut, and I got to my bedroom to see her patiently waiting in front of it. So I think that’s the Henny seal of approval.