The Best of Friends

Henry and Stormy have become the best of friends, it appears. They play together for hours sometimes, they sleep together, eat together, and Stormy has become surprisingly paternalistic towards Henry, constantly cleaning him. He will pin him down and lick him from head to toe. As I've mentioned before, Henry LOVES milk, and so when he drips it all down his chin and neck, Stormy obligingly will clean all that milk off, heh heh. What a pair. They run after one another from one end of the trailer to the other, scattering my floor rugs as they go. Often Henry will make a flying LEAP after Stormy, landing on his head, his back, his rear end. I think they have become the best of friends.