It's been a few months now since Clover and Lily joined the family here at Bad Dog Ranch. The Handsome One has dubbed them Monsters.
I often refer to them as The Tall One and The White One.
They're pretty good girls. Proper elimination habits have been established.
We can leave the bathroom door open now as the thrill of unspooling the toilet paper roll seems to have passed.
Their personalities have asserted themselves. Clover is inclined to whining.
Lily displays stealth tendencies. For example, as we're all heading down the hall together, she'll casually stop and scratch her ear. Then she'll turn back and grab the coveted small kong. This toy, at least in theory, belongs to Henry.
Speaking of Henry. The Monsters have learned to play a bit less strenuously with him. He fails to appreciate this kindness and is quite pushy with them. Short Man Syndrome, perhaps? (Well now. That's a blog post in itself.)
When the Monsters play with each other it's a no holds barred free for all. The Tall One growls ferociously, seizes The White One's neck scruff and gives it a violent shake. The White One responds by gleefully throwing herself unto the ground. (Sigh. Lately, it has been muddy outside.)
The Tall One is able to walk through several inches of snow without getting her tummy wet. Not only that, she is able to place her chin on the kitchen counter.
The White One has taken over this chair on the back porch. Notice the expression of smug serenity as she gazes over her domain.
I can't figure out how to get the video on here but if you follow this link you can hear the song I like to sing to The Monsters. Lucky for you though, Mel Torme' is singing it.