I went to the rear of the car, raised the tailgate to release the dogs. Shakespeare was at the front of his crate, of course. From Laevatein’s crate I heard a soft, steady, thump, thump, thump…. She’s wagging her tail at me!
This may not seem like a big deal, but I haven’t had a dog with a tail in two years. (I still miss you, Chaucer!) So I haven’t heard a tail thump in that time. I didn’t even realize I didn’t hear it.
In other puppy news — you know how most dogs dislike metal? How service dogs generally have to be trained to take metal in their mouths? Well, Laev seems to have a preference for metal. So far she’s bitten a chunk out of an aluminum window edge (outdoor cafe), chewed on a metal ring set into the sidewalk, and her favorite illegal item to steal (actually, she almost never steals illegal items but for this) is my car keys. She plays tug with them, she takes them and chews on them. Not the plastic remote bit, never, but the metal keys.
Have I mentioned she’s a crocodile?
