
The next morning, Suki seemed in the mood to eat. She indulged in 1/4" of seasoned hamburger crumbles from the freezer. She begged for something else, so I gave her three elderly slices of sliced turkey. After that, several dog biscuits. To top it off, she polished of all the cat food in the dish. She was still exhibiting the lip-smacking and golden-retriever pawing of hunger after that, but she had already eaten everything in the house that I considered to be dog-edible.
We went to visit Pam in Watertown to celebrate her birthday, and took Suki along in the backseat. She accepted several curly fries from Arby's at a pit stop on the way down and was a good passenger without any nervous shoulder-chewing. Suki indicated in no uncertain terms that she wanted to sit on the couch at Pam's, which doesn't leave a lot of room for other occupants since it's grandma's old small hide-a-bed couch.
Colleen was up from her nap and rather tired and grumpy. After about an hour, she warmed up to us and came to share the couch with Suki and me. She has picked up a lot of words and especially likes to look at photo albums and name those pictured inside. She has gotten the knack of patting hair rather than yanking hair and seemed to find Suki's thick flank hair especially interesting to bury her hands in.
We dropped Suki off at Mom and Dad's on the way back home. Suki seemed very happy to be home and was greeted lovingly by Fermi as usual.
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