But she was better. Kate petted her when she was lying down, or being held securely by one of us. She didn't shriek as much at the end of the day when Laney walked around in her general space. She threw treats fairly close to her; it almost seemed like one day she might handfeed her, and be calm around her.
And Jack? Well, judging by the picture he drew after dinner, he loves her already.
(BTW, in case the picture doesn't make it clear, it rained like a banshee -- yes, I know, I'm mixing metaphors here -- all day.)

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