I took Alice out last night, and shortly after we got to Potty Hill, Rocco came out. He was down at another end of the Hill, but when he saw Alice, he came bounding over, a big stupid grin splashed across his face. When she looked up from the patch of grass she was giving a thorough investigatory sniff, she ran over to him. I've never seen Alice play so happily with another dog.
Rocco's owner came over, and I asked-- just to confirm, since my track record's awful this week-- if that was Rocco.
"Yeah, it is. Rocco loves Alice," she responded with a smile.
It's official! Alice and Rocco are in loooooooove.