Monday night I was
wanting some mom love.
She was on the laptop but
always puts it away when
I jump up on her.
She flipped me on my
back and started rubbing me.
Wished I could tell you where
I like the rubbing the best but
I can't.
She slowly rubbed my tummy then
moved to the neck and under
the mouth.
I crashed. It
was all so nice.
As you can tell Mom always
keeps the camera close
by.
This is me laying in her
lap, so comfy.
Mom says she loves
everything about me.
My widdle bean pad feet.
The way my gray looks
silver. My widdle smile
and my tiny nose.
While laying that I did
a little stretching and
to let mom know,
I as comfy in her
arms and trusting in
her love.
I stretched right out.
I started carrying the glove
around again.
Mom kept taking the
bows away from me.
By the way, thanks for the
info about the strings
Brian but I don't chew on
them. That is the sort of thing
I don't care much for. I just
pick them up and move
them through the house.
Mom seems to really like
following the glove
the most.