The baby did something unusual this morning: she did not want to play fetch. She seemed as if she was excited -- tail wagging, eyes shining -- but when I would throw the bone she'd just look at the bone as it slid away and then look at me as if to say "whut?" I didn't know what was going on. After a few failed attempts, I gave up and proceeded to fix her breaky which she begrudgingly ate. I say "begrudgingly" because instead of her usual dance of joy around me upon hearing the sound of a spoon hitting the sides of her food bowl while I mixed her breaky of chickum and kibble, she didn't seem interested until I called for her to come over to me. Very odd indeed. Other than that, the morning was somewhat uneventful. That said, the baby did have the biggest sinkle I'd ever seen her do. It took up half of her wee wee pad; not an easy task for such a little bladder.
While on my way home, I stopped by the local natural foods store to stock up on some rawhides for the little baby. She'd just about gone through the last batch and was down to about a 3-inch bit by this morning. I never quite like it when she gets down to the nibs with the rawhide sticks because one never knows when she may decide to get fancy and try to swallow it. Anyway, upon my return home, the baby seemed quite eager to play (unlike this morning) and so we did. Then she did the dance of joy while I made her dinner (unlike this morning). Afterwards, she did another dance when she saw the new pack of rawhide sticks. Then, after getting a good start on a new stick, we walked Enn to the train station and then continued onto our nightly stroll.
Live baby update: She's running back and forth between the l-room and the b-room. The reason? A few minutes ago I turned to see what the baby was doing and she was in her play pose and pawing at a little speck that I thought was a piece of fuzz. Upon closer inspection I realized said speck was in fact an insect! The baby is ridic. She won't play with other dogs but she wants to play with a bug. Anyway I took said bug and threw it in the toilee. Now the baby is running to and from looking for her little friend:
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