I love to watch these two together. They have a funny relationship. It's somewhat of a love/hate relationship.
He loves to give her hugs.
She hates to receive them.
He loves to hide her chew toys.
She hates when she can't find her toys.
He loves to poke her belly.
She really hates being poked.
Trixie's a curmudgeon. She always has been, and she's very quick to tell anyone when she's being bothered. With August, sometimes her her growls are unwarranted, but most of the time, they are voiced as a result of his torments. He takes a little too much pleasure in torturing her.
But it's not all bad. Trixie's become very aware of the benefits of having August around. He has a habit of throwing his food off of his high chair tray, and Trixie's always right there to catch it. August is very good at playing tug of war, one of Trixie's favorite games. Trixie finally has someone that doesn't mind getting his face licked. And these two have become quite proficient in the art of squirrel watching.
Since August joined our family, Trixie has gained five pounds, been poked and prodded, had hair pulled, been sat on and tormented, and has had to compete for attention which August mostly wins. But she also found in this little spitfire, a companion, a friend, a playmate, and someone who's quite generous with his food.