Ok since he has a new found affection for humping hands...I think I'm going with Chico Amante but we'll call him chichi for short..since when we call him that's what comes out. He knows that when I call..he comes and he's finally finding his voice. He doesn't walk. He hops and looks like a baby rabbit trying to get across the yard and when he does...the cat "Gracie" makes dive bomb attacks (no harm intended) and knocks him down. I think that he's finally getting that she's trying to play with him. I doubt I'll ever fully recover from losing Molly that way but I'm not angry and Chi-chi has added a new fullness to the house.
