Plié's Loves:
- Rubber bands. She comes running as soon as she hears me bustling around the bathroom, because she knows that at some point I'll have to open the drawer where I keep the rubber bands. Once she pulls out the rubber band of her choosing, she plays with it for a bit and then "hides" it in her water dish.
- Pill container tops. She comes running as soon as she hears Tom bustling around the bathroom, because she know that at some point he'll have to take his daily medicines and might leave a pill top unattended. What she doesn't know is that he now saves empty pill bottles and tops, and every morning he sets one on on the corner of the counter for her to "find". Once she knocks her pill bottle top to the floor, she plays with it for a bit and then "hides" it in her water dish. She keeps a lot of stuff in her water dish.
- Ice cubes. She comes running as soon as we start filling our cups or water bottles from the refrigerator dispenser because she's hoping an ice cube will fall. We've started "accidentally" dropping an ice cube for her - ice cubes make her so happy...but when she's done playing with them I have to mop that area of the kitchen.
Popeye's Loves:
- Watching us shower and then watching (and possibly drinking) the water droplets as they drip slowly off the open shower door. He comes running as soon as he hears the shower turn on, and then waits patiently* on the rug until we get out.
- *He waits patiently now...after learning the hard way that if he runs full speed toward the shower door, he can't actually penetrate the glass. Poor baby...
- Riding in the car. Will and I took Popeye with us on a parallel parking practice drive, and while he was nervous at first, he eventually settled in and enjoyed the ride. Safety note: because we were only parallel parking, we were driving under 5mph in an empty parking lot. When actually driving with animals, I put them in a cage and buckle the cage in.
- Playing dead. Enough said.
Love our babes.
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