Saturday, April 14, 2012

Nothing says loving like ...

... grooming through the fence. Or something from the oven.
I forget which.
Well, maybe the former for Bunya and the latter for me.

Bunya considered himself lucky. He stuck his head through the fence while Lucy was grooming Ethel, and she switched over to him, just like "old times".

Gives us some hope for the re-bonding efforts.

Bunya has settled in for some long head-massaging sessions with me, but I think he prefers them from the girls.

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