Ruminations

Paco spent the night in a basket in our room, lying in an old doona. He settled quite well. He whimpered a bit but soon quietened when he realised we were going to sleep and he wasn’t going to get any attention. Initially i’d had the brilliant idea of confining him in the laundry for the night, but he hated this, and soon showed us that although he might be small his voice isn’t. He began by whimpering and grizzling, then started yipping and completed the performance with a serenade of amazing howling barks. I was sure we were keeping the whole neighbourhood up, so we relented and let him in our room. He’s obviously used to sleeping in his own bed, because he stayed there quite happily all night.

He’s now sitting in my lap gazing out the window at the birds eating. He’s a bit unsettled and nervous this morning but this will hopefully change as we establish a routine and he gets used to us. At the moment he’s a quiet little thing who just wants to sit with me. I wish I could stay home with him today.