Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Peanut was his name when we met and, because he seemed partial to it, I didn't feel the need to change it.
The first day I brought him home I gave him a tour of the house and told him it was his home too. That may have been a mistake.
He immediately laid claim to my bed.
After a few nights on the floor, and some negotiations, he let me share it with him.
Posted by Rand MacIvor at 9:12 PM