Here is a cute
story for you, and was the highlight of my week
last week.: After doing evening chores, my
daughter (whom you didn't get to meet because
she was at school) requested to say good night
to the girls. I peeked over the door and Dancer
had finished her grain but Zumba was nursing, so
I told her she had to wait. So we picked up
around the barn and set up the next days feed
while waiting. A few moments later a little
black nose poked up over the door, as if to say
'ok, she's done'. I opened the stall door and
let my daughter in to say her good nights.
Dancer came right up to her and started nuzzling
her and giving her 'kisses' all over her face.
She of course thought that it was hilarious and
a little ticklish. She then asked if she could
pat Zumba. I told her to crouch down just a
little and put her hand out and see if she would
come to her. When she didn't right away, I told
my daughter to just be patient. And what
followed was like a scene right out of a movie.
Dancer circled around and got behind Zumba and
nudged her forward towards my daughter until she
was close enough for my daughter to give her
some scratches. Which she thoroughly enjoyed and
followed up with rubbing her dribbled milk chin
all over us.
I think it's safe
to say Dancer has willingly accepted us as home.
I was so moved and flattered by that gesture.
In those few moments she let me know that I was
doing everything right by her.
Dancer
and Zumba's new home located in Underhill, VT. 
Hi
Gina,
