Toby is in a new phase. It involves me holding him. Or new toys. Or new things to look at. Or me watching while he explores things- but not from a standing position, he prefers I crouch nearby.
Hahaha. Kids and their phases.
I'm captive. Lucky for him he's cute. I've been calling Simon over to distract him, but the dog's no dummy.
I will try to write more later, cause there are some things I've been thinking... if I can remember them. And after I shower away the lovely aromas I'm coated in (again, thanks, Mr. T).