Jack is starting to
accept tolerate Dante and will even get withing a foot or so, of him when he's eating (and distracted).
Progress is the word of the week! They'll be snuggled up together in no time...maybe!
Some of the not-so-fun moments this weekend included an entire day (like all stinking day) of torrential downpours, and standing for two-and-a-half hours in it (yeah, we still can't find any of our umbrellas), trying to get Dante to go #2. Poor baby had to go so bad, but just couldn't in the rain. I couldn't bring him in because I knew he couldn't hold it any longer. We were both shivering, soaking wet (come to find out my "water-proof" jacket isn't so water proof), and Dante was covered in mud by the time we came in. He got a bath and we were both so exhausted by the end of the day.
Back to more positive things: I love looking down on this face when I cradle Dante:
He is getting so big. Sigh, he's as long as my legs already.
No, it's not 75 degrees anymore, the warm weather only
lasted two days. I guess that's TN for you...
This little guy can fall asleep in the most uncomfortable positions:
I know it's really blurry, but I finally got a picture of him "smiling"