Alaina was over again this weekend, and I'll spare you from the scads of pictures I took. I just had to share these few from the big game hunt that took place quite regularly while she was here.
At the sound of Olivers bell, Alaina would stop what she was doing and look for him, then take off trying to catch him.
Grandpa was often willing to help in this hunt.
At the sound of Olivers bell, Alaina would stop what she was doing and look for him, then take off trying to catch him.
Grandpa was often willing to help in this hunt.
Here they had followed Oliver from the dining room, into the living room.
Sometimes you have to squeeze into small places to chase your prey.
Thankfully, Grandpa is a pretty good big game catcher!
The hunt usually ended with Oliver getting a kiss and a little rub.
We've decided Oliver is getting used to her, he doesn't run from her like he used to, and often flopped down right near her, although I do think he probably enjoys the peace he gets when she goes home.
