Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Going Underground



Noticing that cookies I had baked for a friend had gone missing, I go in search of our usual suspect.

"I hiding a you, " he says from his spot under the desk.

The next morning, it's a grape sucker that's vanished. I find him skulking behind the bar stools. Just too darn cute.

3 comments:

Patti Doughty said...

Posted before our bout with Grumpy Boy, followed by "Something must be wrong with our darling boy" . . . Glad he's been diagnosed now and is back to being Aunt Patti's doll-baby. We'll miss you over the Holidays!

Kelly said...

He's much happier! Thank you, Lord!

Kelly said...

He's much happier! Thank you, Lord!