Even when I’m involved in a book it’s hard to resist a sweet little dog begging you to play with her. She started with chewing on a toy - noisily - and when she noticed me watching her she ran over to flop down beside me on the bed and kick her legs in the air, grunting. Never fails to get a reaction out of me. So what else could I do, but put down my book and start playing with her?

I ended up getting up and throwing toys up and down the hall for her. But of course Zeeke swooped in, so it turned into me chasing Zeeke up and down the hallway, with him hogging both toys (he’d hold one in his mouth while chasing the other!), and Zoe standing in the hallway watching us both race past. Not quite what I had intended. Now he’s tired (flopped out on his side after taking a big drink), and Zoe’s still a bit restless. Oh well, what can you do.

A very sweet habit she’s developed: I moved my laptop to the dining table out in the living room and have been spending all my computer time out here. And every time I sit down here, she lays against the wall behind me. I have to be careful I don’t run over her tail or foot when I scoot around in my chair. But it’s just so precious! Zeeke likes to be in the same room as you, but he’ll find his own corner or take over the couch. Zoe, she has to be where I am. If I’m watching TV she’s either curled up beside me on the couch or laying on the floor right below me. She is just so precious.