Most days, BFF spends the bulk of his day in the “no” room. I guess he thinks it’s more important to work than pet me. I don’t know.
The kids and Mama, though, stay out in the main rooms of the house. They do things like school and cooking, but since it’s rooms I’m allowed in, I can be a part of the family.
When Mama’s done teaching the kids for the day, she then spends time at her computer working on pictures. And that’s when I go to my new favorite hangout…under her chair.
I keep hearing words like “dangerous” and “being careful,” but I’m not sure why. I’m lying in the sun, right next to Mama…what could possibly go wrong?!