But there’s one problem.
Flame hears me encouraging Lima and wants to show him how it’s done... and then she decides the food is for her.
FLAME if you can’t share, you don’t get to hang out. That’s the rule. This is Lima’s terrain. Flame has to go back to the porch.
But weirdly, I think Lima found the whole thing empowering. If Flame can get up there, so can he! And he’s gotta defend his kibbles.
He gets *almost* up a few times, like this, and then flops back down.
He gets *almost* up a few times, like this, and then flops back down.
I decide to give Lima some space, so he doesn’t feel self-conscious. Time to scratch some other chins.
and then I look back