So, Julie captured Karal in my arms where she was content, but I couldn't get any work done. When it's just the two of us, she's self-occupied.
I think she has separation issues. Not Julie, but Karal. After Julie left, Karal went to sleep and I noticed she was having a dream where she appeared to be suckling like a puppy trying to get milk. She's done this before and it is adorable, but in 1 year of life I wonder about how much imagination a dog can have within their dreams. I think it is charming she reminisces about feeding as a pup. But then she wakes herself up, she is alarmed...and immediately looks for me, jumps in my lap, jumps down, and falls asleep again. I think she may have been outnumbered in her litter and, as a result, is now always craving milk she wasn't getting. Maybe that is why she became a bitter to get attention, and why she bites.
It's all a hypothesis trying to figure out her psychology (in the same way you can all psychologize about my pervasive writing about her on this blog - yes, after a year of Covid, she's something beyond the routine that is educational and interesting). I thank Julie for getting this photo.
If I was a good friend I would have taken a photo in return of her underneath the piles of books I gave her. I love working with her and am glad we'll host a summer institute for teacher leadership, yet again.
Rain today = cooler temperatures. Phew. So ready for it.
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