They're playing closely enough, if not together yet. He's more confident around her and she's backed off on the pushiness I saw the last time they were together. They share each other's space, she doesn't intervene when he and I play ball, and she even let Murphy reach down and take some of her biscuit crumbs when I was feeding them. I'm thinking that they'll do ok together. If all goes well, she's coming home Friday afternoon after the requisite vet visit.
"Listen, Buster...I'm moving in so let me tell you how things are going to work from now on."
"I'm sorry, did you say something? I see your mouth moving but all I hear is 'buzz, buzz, buzz...'"
Yep. I think that they're going to get along just fine.