Well yesterday was, errr, interesting and hopefully I am back with the living again. I waited my statutory 24 hours post-procedure non-driving rule and hopped into the car with BeAnne to go and see the bebbies.
Jo had reported previously that they were beginning to show signs of activity. Please refer to the tiny dots on the horizon in the films scampering about.
This is a very good sign and I could see for myself that these two little friends would only walk together if they could play – like boys in the school corridor constantly irritating or buzzing each other.
Silver doesn’t appear to play. He likes his own company and will spend many hours eating.
I managed to rattle the fence when I climbed over it into their field which sent Torbjorn scampering off.
This is a typical Storm face. He always looks worried and had no courage of his convictions to start with. He has, however, become bolder and taken to telling Torbjorn off if he is hogging all the attention. He is finding himself. An absolute darling.
Silver is more aloof from us. He is happy enough but doesn’t seem to need people. We are just a means to an end. FOOD.
Torbjorn – he is interested in everything. Although he is a very serious little chap (always has been according to his breeder), he is very people orientated. He loves me to kiss his nose over and over again and stands nearby so that I will do this.
Their coats are getting better and doing their job too.
They have come along way in these past few weeks. There is a real difference as their personalities are beginning to emerge.