When you love the cat, but the cat doesn’t really love you back, but then the cat sleeps on top of you and you’re afraid to complain because at least he isn’t trying to kill you. Relationship status: srsly complicated.
Also, Piglet is huge!
I was up past my bedtime. Pretty sure Thomas issued demerits. Baby boy hates it when I stay up late.
It’s past Thomas’ bedtime. He turns into a pumpkin at 9pm. He’s so tired that he can’t even be bothered to complain at the neighbor dogs barking outside.
Sometimes I throw food at my dog.
Who knew one little dog could pack so much judgment into a single look? Judgeface, ear of judgment, and epic side eye.
Even his drooling is ridiculous.
Every day, every walk, Thomas and his ears bounce along. The cuteness when his ears flippy-flop in unison is almost more than I can stand.
It’s terrible that he can’t get comfortable.
Poor baby boy could NOT believe I wasn’t going to share my pizza bones with him.