My Mom came over this afternoon and brought Molly (aka "Molly Malone") to play in the back yard with Bandit. They hadn't seen each other for quite a while. Now that Bandit's a little more mature they seemed to get along a bit better. They had fun running and chasing. Molly's most happy though when perched on someone's lap.
Molly's nine years old
Sometimes she wasn't quite sure what to make of "the youngster."