Dec 31, 2010 19:05
Charlie kept jumping at the doorknobs to the porch doors. He mostly jumped at the front porch door, but that's what he does.
Then I heard something fall over in the back porch. Uh oh
Yeah. Riley was back there looking a little desperate to get out. He was there for close to an hour.
I thought I had heard one of the fur critters say something in that end of the house a while earlier, but Charlie was in the spare room and George was right in front of me, so I couldn't figure out which one had squeaked.
I did wonder where Riley was.
At least I didn't lock him in the fridge like I did Cola.
Many apologies were bestowed upon my baby, who kept rubbing against my legs and getting under foot and gazing up at me with his big blue eyes. I also apologized to Charlie for not listening to him. The boys played chase for a while and now everyone with fur is taking naps.
riley,
cola,
charlie