Sunday, December 5, 2010

His spot

Last night when I got home from the cookie baking marathon, I walked into the house to this:


Casper had claimed "his spot" and wasn't moving. The closer I got, the more squinty his expression became.


It didn't take a genius to figure out he was telling me he was quite comfortable where he was and wasn't about to move. Just 'cause I may get to live in the same house and sleep with his person, doesn't mean he has to be happy about it all the time. In fact, Casper was quite thrilled to have Jamie all to himself yesterday.

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