I told you a few months ago about the newest gentle human in my life. Little Hamilton just turned 3 in puppy-years. Of course, he is not yet that old in human years, but I can’t help that, now, can I?
He came over for a visit a few days ago, and I thought that he was very happy to see me. Mom held him and he saw me and smiled, and giggled, and reached out to touch me.
He is into touching a lot of things recently. He likes to touch things, and grab for them, and pick them up, and put them in his mouth.
(I was going to give him some of my puppy toys to play with, but mom and dad wouldn’t let me. )
… and closer …
… and even closer …
I got SOOOO close that I was practically touching him snout-to-nose.
I don’t think that Hamilton was quite ready to get so up close and pup-sonal with a clever and friendly puppy. He wasn’t smiling anymore. He wasn’t giggling anymore.
It took him a little time to get over this close encounter, but after a while he was laughing again. He is growing fast, and soon will be crawling, then walking, and then running!
And then we can go outside and play together on the lawn and have a grand time. Oh, that will be SOOOO much fun!