The squeak snugs have increased today, which I didn’t think was possible. Oscar followed me everywhere, winding between my ankles and hopping into my lap every time I sat down. He seriously added ten minutes to my workout because I had to stop and pet him between sets. This is what I’ve been dealing with since we got up this morning.
He’s taking his interpretive sleeping routine to new levels.
As soon as we sat down for dinner, the snuggy insanity continued.
Those are my new stuffed animals, which came from the Easter eggs Brian surprised me with when we came home from our trip yesterday. I’m totally thrilled to get Easter treats like the little kid I am, and I don’t mind sharing with my sous chef.
It’s only taken him one day to commit attempted murder on the duck.