Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
It's been a while since I wrote about the game of Doggy Toy Sneakery, but this is a good time to bring it up because the game changed Saturday night. We have a new player.
Doggy Toy Sneakery has always been a game between Franklin and me. Each autumn when it cools off––as it is now––Franklin picks up a doggy toy. He's furtive about it. Very sneaky, as if he's a secret agent.
He takes the toy to the backyard. I go out to pick it up and bring it back in the house.
Sometimes I don't see that he's taken a toy, but I discover it when I go out back. As usual, it comes back in the house so he can take it out again.
Saturday night, Franklin picked up a green ring toy. I watched with joy as he took it outside.
The game had begun!
But Penelope also watched. Within minutes she marched outside and brought the toy back in, where it has remained thus far.
I shall keep you apprised of any updates on the game.
It's been a joy to finally see Penelope gain confidence and develop relationships with other people. It started with the lovely lady who lives across the street. Penelope allowed herself to be touched because the lovely lady kept her back to Penelope but held her hands behind her. Penelope responded by touching her hand. Soon she allowed complete petting.
Then Penelope bloomed while Carol was living with me. Penelope trotted in and out of Carol's bedroom all day long. Carol responded by sharing snacks with Penelope. The snacks and love from Carol helped Penelope to open up the same way my tea roses do.
Isn't this the sweet face of a happy little girl?
And here's the face of a sneaky boy.