There are times when Thomas frustrates the hell out of me, with his constant puppy energy, but he also is the very best nap enabler, so I can’t really complain. And he keeps my feet warm, too.
A cat I’ve been sitting for recently died. I needed to return the owners’ key to them, and when I did, they sent me home with a giant pile of food, treats, and some litter. Thomas was appalled.
One of Thomas’ favorite games is to carefully and deliberately hide his ball under the couch, then stare at me until I get so unnerved that I’m forced to fetch it for him. This is not, unfortunately, one of my favorite games.