Well I went to the doctor yesterday for a progress evaluation on my leg. Alas, he saw his shadow so I've got another month to sit around idly.
But at least I've got these two for company.
After breakfast, there's usually some tussling in the living room as both of them playfully push each other around and spar over a toy or two. Sometimes there's chasing through the house, complete with sliding on loose floor rugs and knocking things over that I'd rather not see knocked over, but hey--they're having fun. Eventually they tire and they lay down next to each other on the floor rug, one on the dog bed and the other next to it. Possession of the bed goes to whoever gets to it first and if the possessor leaves it, it's fair game for the other one.
When the stove's lit, Murphy camps in front of it. Belle for some reason doesn't like the stove. She does like me though, and she's constantly running up to lick my face, particularly when I'm lying on the couch trying to watch TV or nap. When Belle first got here, she was so jealous of any attention that I gave Murphy that she'd run in and shoulder him aside (and she can shoulder check like a Russian hockey player) but that's subsided finally. She knows that if I'm petting or playing with him, I'll make room and time for her too. She just has to sit nicely and wait.
Come bed time, when I start to turn out the lights, both dogs line up at the back door for one last run outside. Then they come in together and both go right into the bedroom and take to their respective beds.
I couldn't ask for a better pair, and they're definitely making this enforced downtime a lot more enjoyable.