Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Repetition works

This evening Q2, she made a fist, and put it right into my face. But gently. I couldn't figure out what she was doing.

Then she stroked my hair from one side of my head allllllll the way over to the other (messing up my part) (I say that only to give you a frame of reference, not because it is such a big deal. Which you already know if you are my one reader named C38).

She's done this stroking my head thing before, usually when my hair isn't pulled back. I didn't have to ask her what she was doing, though, she volunteered it:

Q2: I petting you.

Ah. That makes sense. And the fist? The fist was her putting her hand out for the mumma dog to sniff before she petted me.

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