Frannie has been home for a week. She is scared of everything and everyone except for me and Frankie (although she’s getting used to new people). She doesn’t like being leashed up, and sometimes she gets so nervous about it that she pees on the floor. She seems to feel safest when she’s up, on a bed or a couch, and apparently, as I’ve just learned today, if I’m on the couch, Frannie is on the couch, and I become a Frannie pillow.
