Dog report:
Zeus is settling in. I was worried about him yesterday because he seemed homesick, spending most of his time moping by the front door. Today, however, he enjoyed playing with Marty, and his appetite was better.
Fletcher, meanwhile, is also learning how to play a little less roughly...at least, when he starts playing with any of the other dogs. After a bit, he forgets, and the other dogs have to put him in his place. But all gets forgiven and forgotten fairly soon.
Der B's son-in-law is not happy with the Rescue operation. "I thought we agreed you'd have no more than five dogs," he groused tonight. Der Brucer, of course, remembers making no such agreement. (Good for him!)