We are doing a lot of this today. Do y'all notice anything different about me? I'll give you a hint...it's blue and it's around my neck. Mum got me a new collar!! Do you like it? She went to a Dog Expo yesterday and volunteered at the booth for the terrier rescue. That's were she got my spiffy collar.
This is Me and Charlie. I guess she's not really my little sissy because she is 12 and I'm 6...but she is technically littler than me. She used to run away at the sight of me...she's a big scaredy cat - literally. But since old man Sam passed away a few months ago, she and I have been coming right along. Mum says I haven't really helped matters by always chasing her. But here is the photographic proof that we are getting along better. (Despite the fact that she's leaning as far away from me as she can).
Mum's friend found Charlie in a storm sewer when she was just a kitten with her siblings and her momma. Mum kept Charlie because she was the only kitty that wasn't wild. She's always been very sweet, but scared of everybody but mum and a few special peeps. Charlie likes cheezits and sleeping in sun puddles. And she's learning to like me!
See my red bone in the picture? It's a very special one. It has holes at both ends that mum stuffs a bit of a treat in (sometimes carrots, sometimes cookies, or sometimes peanut butter). She gives it to me when she leaves the house. It started when I was a puppy so I wouldn't cry, or get bored, and now she just does it because. She tells me "up-up" and I know to jump up on the couch and wait for my bone. She thinks it's a treat for me, but I know it's really so she doesn't feel so bad about leaving me :P