Saturday, September 22, 2012
Scours the floor for little rocks...which the kind folks who surround me track in with alarming regularity. The small ones he simply devours. The larger ones he chomps and crunches and drools over until he gets someone's attention and they exclaim, "Trade!"
Then he drops his tasteless morsels and hurries over for a softer, friendlier snack. I think we have created a monster.
He does it with hats he steals too.....and towels.....
He's nabbed two biscuits off me in the last five minutes.