Friday, August 24, 2007
The Ties That Bind
I woke up this morning stretched out in my recliner with Thumper still asleep on me. He had drooled on my chest. I had drooled on his head. It was a bonding moment. I still haven't peed, pooped, or puked on him, though. He cannot say the same.
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