|Rheya, Charlie, and Gus, "The 'first' dinner together."|
|Rheya, "What's with those party lights, hoomin?"|
|Charlie, "It's gonna be a long night, hoomin, very long."|
|Rheya, "She likes me, right?"|
This past M*nd*y, Rheya moved in with Charlie and me. She is still isolated from us through a "double-wall" x-pen, but she doesn't have to eat her dinner salads all alone.
No bun and hoomin got any sleep that M*nd*y night. Charlie, my sweet, magnanimous Charlie, took it upon herself to learn the "intruder" a lesson. She paced and ran all night along the x-pen perimeter, "rattled the cage," and did her best to get a chunk of Rheya. That reenactment of the Battle of Algiers went on till the morning.
Then, everybunny knocked off for the day. And the hoomins? Who cares! They got some sleep eventually, after what felt like being up for two days without a break. I have heard they slept pretty well Tuesday night.
Today, Charlie is in a state of tacit indifference toward Rheya, and everybun is taking it for a sign of great progress. Maybe, just maybe - the x-pen will go away someday.
We'll keep you posted,