and the old ones are white against my tan skin, while the newer ones are purple. and the middle ones are peeling. i don't scar well.
chewy and evie have become bestest buddies. cuddling and nurfling and licking takes place. it's gross. no. it's actually very cool.
i took chewy to the dog park today and he met a german shepard puppy. he loves dogs. and he loves cats. he just loves.
doc said he never would have taken chewy back to the shelter. he was just trying to hurt me. he says he can't believe he said that. i'm just glad it didn't happen. chewy slept at my back and sucked on my hair last night while we went to sleep. i fell asleep with him doing it.
then he follows me around all day. he has got to learn some control with that because there has to be cat time with no doggy. i went into the bedroom where simon hangs out and spent a half an hour with him, talking to him and petting him. he slept in the bed with chewy and i the other night, maybe he'll do it again tonight. he's the only one who has a problem with chewy still.
little girl pretends not to like chewy, but she makes him chase her and teases him mercilessly. they stand opposite each other, posturing, him barking at her, her hissing at him (which is how we know she's playing, when she's really pissed off, she growls). then one runs after the other. she thought she was being clever the other day and ran behind the couch. she didn't realize he's small enough to do the same thing, so he ran around the other side and met her in the middle. i've never seen a cat back up so quickly as she did.
so look forward to a picture of evie and chewy cuddling, because it will happen eventually. and i'm going to try to get video of him playing with the cats. if i can wake him up long enough.