Thursday, July 1, 2021

Karalynne Was Introduced to an Invitational Leadership Institute Speed-Planning Event on Mt. Pleasant (& Julie Captured this Photo)

Actually, Karal is more than enthusiastic to be friends with anyone who enters our home, and the more she likes you, the more she's obsessed with your feet, heels, and toes, all to get your attention. I haven't invested in a squirt gun yet, because she doesn't give me problems, but when others come over, the more you ignore her, the more she wants you to know she loves you with love nibbles. It's fascinating really, if not annoying. We're getting there.

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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