The baby had her usual morning routine -- jumped on me to be let out, got let out, sun-bathed, greeted me when I got up, sinkled (tho this could've occurred anytime bet. being let out and when I got up), played, ate, yumped, and got sad when I left.
When I returned, we played, she ate, I ate, we got ready for a walk, and got very happy when we finally left to go on our walk. It was kinda cold again so the baby started out wearing a shirt, but once I noticed that she was heating up (tongue out, panting) I took off her shirt much to her delight which she demonstrated by immediately wagging her tail in a most vigorous manner.
Two things of note from our walk:
(1) Some large, LARGE dog we encountered on Henry St. wanted to play with her and refused to budge until the baby was next to her -- so in effect we walked for about two blocks with this LARGE dog. The baby handled herself rather well. That is, she nipped at the LARGE dog when she tried to get too close for the baby's comfort; and then proceeded to try to sniff the LARGE dog's butz when she was ahead of us. The baby's tail, which had started off in a lowered position when the LARGE dog first happened upon us, was up and wagging by the end of the second block.
(2) We had a wonderful game of tag in the park. The thought that I might get dizzy and fall on my face occurred to me since it was rather challenging, optically-speaking, to keep up with the baby. She's surprisingly fast, and it was rather dizzying to follow her in the lowly-lit verdant park as she ran circles around me.
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