I have to tell a sweet story from this afternoon about Reed and Trace. I couldn't get a picture without interrupting the scene which is a shame. I looked out the kitchen door and saw Trace sprawled on his stomach with Reed laying on top of him chewing on Trace's ears. Trace just laid there like a very patient uncle. I opened the door and told Trace what a good boy he was and then as usual when he is happy, he had to come inside, stuff a toy in his mouth a woo-woo around the room. Earlier this morning I caught Reed curled up with Trace snoozing out in the yard, just like Trace and Reed's mom Spice used to do. While I doubt Trace will really miss Reed when he leaves, I can rest easy knowing that future Spice babies will be well cared for by their Uncle Trace.
Here is Reed in his favorite snoozing spot on the bottom shelf next to the ceramic dogs. He took over this place about 3 weeks ago.
