Well, the saltshaker finally went to that big kitchen in the sky. I found it lying in the front hall yesterday, broken into two. There's no telling how it happened, although Ray was suspiciously thirsty for the rest of the day.
When I dropped Ray at daycare, there was only one other dog in the pen. A Boxer that Donny said was "in timeout" because he was a little over-exuberant in his play with the other dogs. Ray and the Boxer sniffed each other, followed each other around a bit, then both sat facing each other. They were close together.
As I watched, the boxer lifted a paw and patted Ray on the snout. Then lifted his other paw and did the same thing. It was like he was saying "There's no way you're blind, dude. Do you see this? No? How 'bout this?" Ray sat impassively through the bizarre eye test; didn't move, didn't flinch. It was a little strange.
"I have no idea what that was all about," said Donny.
|Jennifer, another of Ray's good friends at daycare|