Tag: Thomas

I’m sick with a cold, but Thomas is providing plenty of comic relief. He sat like that for several minutes, totally ignoring the fact that I was laughing at him. Loudly.

Thomas and I went for a snifty around the back field. Well, he sniffed. I just supervised.

Thomas has been super affectionate lately. It’s like something suddenly clicked in his little pea brain, or maybe it’s the chilly weather. He spent about half an hour last night, half on my lap, just sucking up the attention.

It’s been three months since I adopted Thomas. I think I’ll keep him.

Sometimes he stops moving for five seconds, and it’s kind of lovely. Then other times, I wake up at 2:00 in the morning, and he’s under the bed, chewing on a sock.

It works every time.

I fell asleep on the couch and woke up with a piggy in my lap and a dog sitting in front of me, staring. Thomas wanted to play tug with his stuffy.

Thomas loved his pizza stuffy. It was his favorite toy for wreks, but then he killed it. Target finally had another one (just one!) in stock, so I snatched it up. Thomas is ecstatic. He snuck it out of the shopping bag and ran victory laps around the living room.