When Hawking wants to play, she finds her crinkle ball and carries it over to wherever I am so that I will throw it for her. I throw it, and she chases it down and brings it back to me. About half the time she'll drop it in my hand.
This morning*, I was laying in bed half-awake and I felt her swat at my hand. I looked over the edge and saw her sitting there, looking up at me, crinkle ball at her feet, waiting for me to throw it for her. It was pretty much the most adorable thing ever.
In other news, there is an experiment in my crock pot. It involves a large quantity of diced tomatoes my mom gave me, a couple cloves of garlic, Worcestershire sauce, and "savory herb" stuffing mix. I hope it turns out yummy.
*Morning, 2pm, same difference... I should probably get more sleep during the week.
This morning*, I was laying in bed half-awake and I felt her swat at my hand. I looked over the edge and saw her sitting there, looking up at me, crinkle ball at her feet, waiting for me to throw it for her. It was pretty much the most adorable thing ever.
In other news, there is an experiment in my crock pot. It involves a large quantity of diced tomatoes my mom gave me, a couple cloves of garlic, Worcestershire sauce, and "savory herb" stuffing mix. I hope it turns out yummy.
*Morning, 2pm, same difference... I should probably get more sleep during the week.