The Typist was gone a couple of nights ago, but she's back. Not sure where The Alpha is now, except maybe inside that speaker thing on the telephone. Because that sure sounded like him talking to us. But he's a little big to be hiding in there.
The Boy and I have a feeling we're about to get some grooming-type activities coming our way. I hope it doesn't involve toothpaste, and he hopes it does.
Good news is that with only one thumb-haver here, I get a spot on their bed.
Yeah, right now it looks like I'm sharing with The Boy, but he'll climb down later. He always lets me have the high ground.
5 comments:
Yall both just look so sweet.
If there must be toothpaste, you can pray it will be the chicken-flavored variety.
Enjoy your time on the bed! I never get to lie up there!
Amie
You are very good-looking, cub. And so is your little friend.
Amie, I'm told it's "fresh" flavored. Just tastes annoying to me, but The Boy loves it.
We escaped the tooth-brushing last night, but tonight I sit here with a "fresh" flavored mouth. And when I lick my front leg, it tastes "fresh," too. How odd. She didn't brush my leg.
--Cub
ah, yes, I see the ears now....
Scout never gets the bed either
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