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I got out the door, into the Jeep, and made it halfway up the street this morning before I realized I had forgotten my wallet. I was only a block away from home, but didn’t want to go back. I could survive a day without it. Just then the “LOW GAS” light came on in the Jeep, convincing me otherwise.

Back at the house, I flew in the front door and about ran back out because what I saw definately didn’t look like a scene from our house.

JAK was curled up on the stair landing, dazing out the glass window. Jerry was sprawled across the first stair, enjoying the sun. Nothing unusual there, until I noticed that they were SNUGGLING together. JAK had scooted further back on the landing than normal, and Jerry was overhanging the stair enough that he was mostly laying on the dog.

What the hell was this? Sworn enemies in the presence of humans, but secret buddies on the downlow?

Both were startled with me busting in the door, and after the few seconds it took them to realize what had happened (”shit! the big one is back!”), Jerry was clawing at JAK’s nose, and JAK was yelping/play growling right back at him.

On my way out, I pretended to not notice anything (I didn’t want to upset the balance that they’ve taken months to work out). I shook my head, walked out the door, and I was turning to lock it, I saw Addy at the top of the stairs. She winked at me.