Sunday, January 23, 2011

Excuse Me, I think You're in my Spot

As my loyal readers know, I sleep in my bed on daddy's desk when he's working.  Sometimes, though, I find an interloper in my bed.  Usually I'm able to evict him and claim my rightful place as daddy's right hand man.  Today, however, that was not the case.  (Today was bring-your-stuffed-dragon-to-work day.)


Despite my best attempts to remove the trespasser through brute strength, he remained.  On a side note, I think we've gained a little weight lately because it was a tight fit with both of us in the bed.

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