Zoe offers instruction on the best way to catch a tail.
I usually only post to prompts, but I can’t resist posting this photo of Kukla and Diego. There doesn’t seem to be much animosity between them, but if she were to jump down on “his” side of the fence, a chase would certainly occur. Gates and walls make for a peaceable kingdom.
Are you surprised that my last shot of the month was of Zoe? And her favorite toy? She pulls it around herself holding the cord in her mouth, winds it around her and growls at its bouncing after her, swings it high in the air and runs after it. I should take a video. You are all on the edges of your seats, right?
She looks so innocent, there in her little bed that she still prefers to the new bigger one I bought for her, her toys around her. Dreaming, no doubt, about her next naughty exploit or perhaps just remembering her last one.
Traviesa means “naughty” in Spanish, and it is Zoe’s middle name. Often her first one, because even after three months, “Zoe” never comes automatically to my mind, but “Traviesa” all too frequently does.
Tonight I looked down to see a much-chewed clutter of paper on the rug in my bedroom, along with Zoe’s favorite little ball that has lights inside that change colors when it is chewed or dropped on the floor. She was nowhere in sight, but the evidence was clear as to who was responsible.
At first I couldn’t figure out what the torn up paper object was, but when I picked up the pieces and turned them over, I I realized. “Oh no!”
It was my favorite photo of Forgottenman! It must have fallen from the shelf where I have a little collection of his photos.
When I Skyped him to share Zoe’s most recent mischief, he was trying to figure out if it was his graduation photo, so I pieced it together as best I could:
No, not his graduation photo with Beatles haircut, just a crew cut with a little lift in the front and a mischievous smile.
She shifts in her sleep, giving little running movements, dreaming the dreams of an innocent, but Moms know the truth about their kids, and fortunately, love them to bits in spite of it.
Kirk and I saw this incredibly well-behaved dog in a restaurant. She sat upright on this chair for an hour and never moved or begged for food. As far as I could see she never blinked. But, she looked exactly like Zoe would look if she were twice her present size. What do you think? When I remarked on her behavior, her human said that she had not been feeling well. She is a rescue and one of 12 dogs he and his partner have. And 54 cats! I now feel less a martyr to my 3 dogs and two cats. The second shot is of Zoe a couple of weeks ago. The first and third are of her doppelganger. Zoe would have been in the middle of my plate in seconds.
Zoe seems to attract friends wherever she goes.
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Since Zoe joined us, it has been nothing but frolic for Morrie, Diego and Zoey. She has certainly spiced up the family, especially since Cousin Kirk thought to bring out the Kong ball on a rope that I had tucked away. They love it and hassle for hours over it. They look and sound fierce but not once has anyone been hurt. It is all play. If Zoe gets too annoying, pulling Morrie’s face hair or constantly harrasing her, Diego simply puts his leg out and pins her down to quiet her down. Morrie never ever snaps at her no matter what she does. Diego disciplines her but never harms her in any way. He pins her down or rolls her over on her back. It is amazing to see how he cares for her and how patient he is. This morning I went out and Morrie was sleeping in his bed, Zoe was sleeping in Diego’s big cushy bed and Diego was sleeping on the cold stone floor!
Zoe has three cushy beds inside, but had gone out to claim Diego’s and he let her.
Click on photos to enlarge. As you can see, I had their rapt attention.
Each one of my older and bigger animals has seemed to adopt a role in raising Zoe. It seems as though Diego is the one who has decided to be her martial arts instructor. They can go on like this for a half hour or more. Sounds fierce but no one ever seems to get hurt. See video below:
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