Relationship building is proceeding at our house - so far, I've managed to get Lili to snuggle with me at times (generally times when I have treats), and both Lili and Daisy have started jumping up on Roger's lap for greetings when he gets home from work, but Daisy has wanted nothing really to do with me... until last night.
Last night, we had thunder storms - the kind where the weather service breaks into Jeopardy to let you know that the weather is getting hairy. (I really hate that - can't you wait until Wheel of Fortune? Really? We just got done with the news - people know.) Anyway, about midnight, there was a series of loud cracks, I saw the door swinging open, and suddenly, there was a shivering puppy (Daisy) by the side of the bed, begging to be picked up. I boosted her up, started comforting her, and there was another crack... And here comes Lili. She went ahead and used the stairs, but still...
It felt a lot like the thunder scene from The Sound Of Music - I felt the urge to break into "Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens." The girls ended up staying with us for half an hour or so - until the sky calmed down. Moose actually handled it better than I was worried he might, but he's pretty much accepted the girls as part of his pack - as long as he gets first crack at the kibble bowl, they can stay.
