I'm tryin', I'm tryin'!

So I was just playing with our boy upstairs. My husband is laying down on the bed, and Gonzo has set up camp next to him. Typically, our boy sleeps at the foot of the bed, but lately, I'll go in at bedtime and he'll be sitting or laying down at the head of the bed (on my side, of course.)

I'll say, "Oh, I don't think so, mister..." and he'll walk down to the foot, wagging apologetically. "I was trying to lay in my spot, but I tripped." (No, I don't actually think our boy talks; I'm not that far gone yet!) Well, tonight, I patted the foot of the bed, and said,"Get down here, you..." and our boy sort of half limped, and half crawled, and rolled over on his side, then his back, and pulled himself along...for a grand gain of 6 inches, closer to the foot of the bed.

I said to my husband,"We have a bit of a drama queen here, I think, " and I left Gonzo where he was. I heard the soft thumpthumpthump of our boy's tail celebrating his victory as I left the room.

Good Boy, Gonzo. You're easier to move when you're sleeping, anyway.

More to come, so come back if you're interested.