…I swear I’m going to write about nannies soon, but in the meantime, Carlos in a box.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother buying him toys when he’s just a pleased when cardboard boxes come through the door.
Have you seen that commercial where the couple buys a panther instead of a home security system and the panther just stares at them all night?
Owning Carlos is much like that. I’ll wake up, and he’ll be sitting on or near me, just staring. Sometimes, I think he’s waiting for me to shift into a position so that he can come snuggle, but sometimes I wonder if he’s wondering what kind of prey I’d be.