Pumpkin runs outside the instant I give her the nod after opening the back door.
Darby wants to know if I am coming outside -- and STAYING outside before she goes out.
Darby does the corgi sprawl a big part of the time when she is lying down.
Pumpkin doesn't so much.
Darby has to inhibit her bite when she takes food from my fingers.
Pumpkin has a very soft mouth and almost lips the food from my fingers.
Pumpkin sleeps on her back a lot.
Darby not as much.
Darby makes eye contact -- looks, really looks at me. The words "soul searching" come to mind.
Pumpkin takes shy, quick glances for the most part.
Pumpkin seems happy-go-lucky.
Darby seems slightly worried.
Pumpkin is playful -- she happily engages Darby, Glenn and me in a romp around the backyard.
Darby is Chief of the Fun Police.* Romping, unless it was her idea and she is doing it, is to be discouraged.
They both eat ANYTHING put in front of them.
Pumpkin's tongue hangs out a lot.
Darby seems to truly enjoy playing at agility -- JUMP! TUNNEL!
Pumpkin seems to just go along 'cuz everyone else is doing it. It's OK to step on the bar, right??
Pumpkin alert barks more than Darby does.
Darby has a bigger bark the Pumpkin does.
Pumpkin happy wiggles when she is petted.
Darby has places on her body where she doesn't like to be petted and she softly growls to let you know about it.
Darby seems to intuit what I want her to do in many cases.
Pumpkin has to be told.
Pumpkin yodels when she wants to be let out or otherwise needs attention.
Darby never developed a yodel; she growls instead and is sometimes misunderstood!
Pumpkin happily hangs out by herself in the backyard.
Darby wants to be where I am. If I'm not here, another human will do.
Darby loves, loves, LOVES tennis balls.
Pumpkin loves, loves, LOVES bones.
(They both like both things, but each has a definite favorite.)
Pumpkin is sweet.
Darby is serious.
Darby LIVES to please me.
Pumpkin draws the line at some things.
Pumpkin's coat is softer than Darby's.
Darby's tail is thicker and fuller.
Darby seems to understand posing for the camera.
Pumpkin wants to make friends with the camera.
Darby grunts and sighs like an old man when she settles down to sleep.
Pumpkin does not.
Darby runs and jumps in her crate at night, waiting for me to give her a treat.
Pumpkin wants to see the treat first and only jumps in the crate if I'm standing next to the door.
Pumpkin wakes up first and nudges the crate door until she gets a reaction from me.
Darby waits patiently and quietly.
But they both wake up un-Godly early, so I see a lot of these:
I only had one child, but now I understand how a person can love multiple children the same and different!
* I swiped the expression "Fun Police" from Wendy, Darby's mom's human.