Good morning, world. I slept in a little, and was dozing when Podrick came up on the bed around 6am to officially wake me up. He played with my hands for a while, then moved on to scrapping with Pippin. An hour later, he came back onto the bed, in search of snuggles this time. I think he’s decided my neck and shoulder are his new mom, because he curled up there, purring and rooting at my neck. I let him be for about 20 minutes – he won’t be this tiny forever – then woke up Shawshank.
We’re figuring Pippin and Podrick will be properly playing together by the weekend. They’ve been playing chase games. Most of their games allow Pippin some plausible deniability, she’s not playing with the orange nugget, she just happens to be in the cardboard box while he runs outside, under the boxes flaps. There’s also been more than one mutual sniff-session. Happily, Pippin finally came up onto the couch with us, running up onto Shawshank‘s lap and chest for a quick cuddle.
Shawshank‘s working tonight. I need to sit down and schedule some content to post. I have a bunch in the vault that need to be posted, and any proper shoot is going to mean setting up in the bedroom and locking Pod out.
