Gjensynsglede!

Gjensynsgleden var STOR. Problemet var bare at Sion var ekstatisk lykkelig over å få lekekameraten sin tilbake, mens Biloxi var ekstatisk lykkelig over å få komme seg ut på gress igjen. Ikke en optimal situasjon, men det løste seg faktisk veldig greit. Sion løp i ring rundt Biloxi eller bet ham i halen, kjempeglad når Biloxi ble irritert nok til å ofre ham litt oppmerksomhet mellom munnfullene med gress. I tillegg til å spise imponerte Biloxi oss alle med sitt utrolige repertoire av pipelyder og grynt, den lille brune er nesten like verbal som meg... Innimellom fikk han såpass nok at han sa i fra med store bokstaver, da ble det en liten pause hvor de gresset side om side en stund til Sion ikke greide å dy seg lengre, og tok seg en jafs av kompisen.

The joy of reunion was obvious. The problem was that Sion was extatic to have his playmate back, whereas Biloxi was extatic to be back on grass. Not optimal, but it worked out just fine. Sion ran rings around Biloxi, biting his tail, who was busy eating. Now and again he would look up to scold Sion, who was thrilled with any type of attention. Biloxi impressed us all with his repertoire of squeals and grunts, he's almost as verbal as I am... He was sufficiently annoyed to stop eating and put Sion in his place once or twice, and when that happened they would graze calmly, side by side, until Sion could take it no longer and took another bite out of his buddy.