Eight o’clock, and I got up from the ‘pooter to make my evening tea…

…and Tobie wasn’t on the floor, or in his bed. I turned on the overhead light, and…


…he had quietly climbed onto my reading chair, just wanting to hang out next to Uncle Joel.

We’re still working on the Jeep thing, but otherwise Tobie seems to have decided that I’ll do as a part of his future plans.

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5 Responses to Eight o’clock, and I got up from the ‘pooter to make my evening tea…

  1. Wayne Dygert says:

    Good to see him settling in.

  2. Jim Price says:

    He’ll soon be doing that while you’re occupying said chair.

  3. St says:

    Looks like it’s not YOUR chair anyone.

  4. Steve D says:

    Make that anymore

  5. paulb says:

    Good the dog decided to stay.

To the stake with the heretic!