a.k.a. It’s not over yet. Last night when I was doing the nightly pillow-moving routine before going to bed, Frica came in and did a little digging at the part of Watson’s bed under my bed. Then she noticed the yellow alien that was now on the floor next to purple one close to Watson’s bed. By then I had the two pillows on the bench at the end of my bed. She picked up the yellow alien and jumped onto the bench with it, stomped a few circles on the pillows to make a nest for herself, and
Read more →Today Frica has shown minimal interest in the yellow alien with the most being to rush into the bedroom when I stepped it and it let out a loud squeak. It was outside Watson’s bed on the floor and I didn’t see it when I was making my bed. Scared me half to death! Once she saw what it was, she turned around and left and has shown no desire to get in the room since. So, something has changed, but what? Were I a better scientist, I would have attempted to control the environment to narrow the possibilities,
Read more →The yellow alien was once again/still in Watson’s bed when I got up this morning. Later, when Fric came into the bedroom, she went over to his bed and dug at the bed around its perimeter thereby again creating a nest with the alien in the middle of it. Then she left the room and has shown no interest in it since. It makes me think yet again of phantom fetuses: Do some animals (or even people for that matter) have a mind or spirit awareness of their unborn young that may persist even if the physical fetus is
Read more →Later yesterday I had to go into the bedroom for something and when Fric followed me in, I decided to show her the alien in the dogged to see what she’d do. As soon as I picked it up, she became very alert and jumped up on the bed, I assume to get closer to it. When I put it back in the dogbed, she immediate jumped into the dogbed with it and dug the bed up in a circle around it, then jumped out of the bed and went back to the office. To me, this means that
Read more →To my knowledge there was zero alien movement since my last report. Perhaps this has something to do with the puppies eyes opening. It could also be because whatever the hormonal changes were that were fueling it have declined along with Frica’s vaginal discharge. Or it could be that she found the ultimate location for the yellow alien in Watson’s bed because he slept on it last night. Even if she wanted to move it, there’s no way she couldn’t have gotten him to move off it until he was good and ready. It’s rare that this happens until
Read more →Big news! Well, OK, big news if you don’t have a life: the puppies eyes are starting to open. I turned around to look in the box while the laptop was booting up and saw one little puppy eye squinting at me for a split second before it shut again. In the realm of on-going sagas, all the focus is now on the yellow alien with everyone else apparently forgotten, no longer needed, or placed where they need to be to do whatever they’re supposed to be doing so there’s no reason to move them. Yesterday afternoon at around
Read more →There was no activity in Alien Land yesterday until I opened my bedroom door in the late afternoon. After that, I noticed that Frica had moved the yellow alien to the rug in front of the pen. However, it was back in bed with me when I woke up around 11 because the little female pup was crying. I finally gave up trying to figure out what was bothering her and got up, at which point she went to sleep and remained quiet until I left for a veterinary meeting at about 7:15. When I came upstairs to do
Read more →…pretty quiet. Only the yellow one has moved in the past 18 hours. Frica brought it down when I came downstairs yesterday around noon to get ready to go see a client, and it was still on the rug when I got home at 4:30. As the puppies have fallen into a routine that requires less of her time, maybe her interest in it is waning. She did check out the closet both yesterday and again this morning, by-passing the food container both times in favor of the pile of sticky stuff in the corner, but I didn’t hear
Read more →Just for the heck of it, yesterday afternoon I decided to look in the downstairs closet for the yellow alien, even though its being there would have meant that Fric brought it down and put it there shortly after she took it up stairs because that was the only time I was gone. Sure enough, when I moved the dog food container and peered into the corner, I discovered she had tipped over the bag I put that sticky under-the-rug stuff in, and made a little nest from which peered a pair of alien eyes. The alien remained there
Read more →Last night when I came up to bed, the yellow alien was in the box with the puppies and the short purple one was still on the rug in front of the pen. This morning, the furry ring, the yellow alien, and the short purple one were all in bed with me. The pointy head purple one was under the bed, but Fric had moved it closer to Watson’s bed. When we went out first thing, Fric took the yellow alien with her and dropped it on the walk again. I brought it in and later she brought it
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