Good morning, and welcome to Tuesday. The temp is a balmy 31掳馃 and sunny, and this morning, Podrick yeeted himself off a chair and into a wall.
Pippin is coming around. She spent the better part of yesterday out of hiding, moving between the front window and the back door. Pod can’t reach her where she usually sits. He hops around under her, and she swats him if he gets too close. I have no idea how they ended up quietly staring at each other on the bed yesterday. He passed out during another staring contest and she snuck out of the bedroom.
She’s not exactly happy about the Podrick situation, but she’s tolerating the little shit. He follows her around like a tiny orange shadow. Sometimes he wants to just be with her, other times he’s straight up stalking her. He can make it up onto the bed easily now. When he runs across the house, he sounds like a full-sized black lab.
They were nose to nose this morning. Soon, with a bit of luck, she’ll be cuddling him.
