India is afraid that Dolce is having identity problems. Sometimes we call her "Bear," other times, her original (Christian!) name, "Dolce." Sometimes we even say "Dolce Bear." Sometimes we say, "Baby Girl," as in, "How is Baby Girl feeling? Aw, Dolce Bear!" Confusing, no? Right, Bear? Felicia is very happy that Dolce, AKA Bear, AKA Baby Girl, AKA Dolce Bear, is such a good communicator. Whenever she starts flailing those arms straight out, or squirming in Felicia's arms, or whining, or doing that shrill little shriek of hers that makes us all laugh, it's a sure thing that she either has to go potty, or has hunger pangs, or both. And whereas Felicia tells me I am a dainty eater who eats delicate little bites, Dolce is a hearty eater. But she sometimes pauses between bites. Felicia used to think that Dolce was done eating when she stopped. But now, Felicia realizes that Dolce just needs time to check out the scenery between bites, or, more likely, to perk her ears up in alarm as she realizes that the whole pack--Max, Sacha and Peaches (you can't count me, really, as I wouldn't stand a chance)--is waiting to pounce! But as long as Felicia is protecting Dolce, she can eat in peace. Probably not good for her digestion, though, knowing her sibs are staring daggers at her! LOL. PS Felicia took this picture of Dolce and
Takashi improved it!
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