What can I say, we fell into some routines. Here are some random pictures I nabbed of Houston over the past few weeks:
He likes a deathray
He likes to snuggle on a bed
He plays on his back
He doesn't mind when you throw a blanket on him
And we've found he really likes to hide his nose from the wretched cold
He likes to lay his head in your lap
He likes to lay his head on his foster siblings - he's here with foster bro Ringo, under the Christmas tree:)
He appreciates getting a spot right in front of the "fireplace"
These guys do a good job of sharing being close to me. Houston improvised here.
Too sweet (plus I'm sitting right by the heater so that helps make everyone wanna be by me)
Serious goofball
Serious goofball up close
Every foster we've had has curled up so small in my recliner. Our dogs don't even try to get in it. Weird.
Houston and Lola both race for the sweet spot for optimal deathray soakage. Lola decided Houston needed his ears and face cleaned here.
Houston didn't seem to mind the attention.
Their paws were touching again in this deathray.
These boys curl up nicely next to each other (they patiently waited for me to take my shower)
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