With the passing of each day, it seems that the White Dog Army is discovering things in common; things that provide the start of creating bonds and learning the steps of our new dance.
"The Sisters." Look closely and see how we rally around to watch Roman and Steve prepare dinner. Diva seems to have taken our "Come to Jesus" conversation seriously and has adjusted her attitude. (She is still torn in her desire to garner Roman's "favor" by being his echo chamber. And it is working in tempering his acceptance of her...to a point.)
"Sharing Sunpuddles." Not only does the sun filtering in from the bathroom window feel nice but it is even better when you are pressed with a warm friend who doesn't mind that you snore.
"Whispers of Trust." While Roman has not embraced Lilly to the point of resting side-by-side or being too close, today he DID feel comfortable enough to nap a few feet from where his new sister did the same up on the bed.
"Iterations." Lilly, Zsofia (lying on the floor at the foot of the bed), and Bailey power nap post dinner before bedtime walks. Lilly is still on home restrictions until she identifies White Dog Ranch as home and has her microchip installed next week when she meets Dr. Julia. BUT she excitedly races her sisters to the door and envies their White Dog Army harnesses.
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