Every night, like clockwork, if we're at home, Sonny will begin looking at the mantel over the fireplace. That's where we store his chewy sticks/rawhide bones. We hide them inconspicuously behind a picture frame. Tonight, he tried to get a little closer by jumping up on the kids' school desk. I guess the closer he gets to what he wants, the more we'll understand what he's trying to tell us, as if we don't already.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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ohhhh sonny! i want to squeeze him!!
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