What? Do you expect us to verbally communicate with each other?

I think Buddy wants up by you... dog can't make up his mind.

Now he's up by you. Begging with his little tail wagging. And you won't even move over for him...meanie.

now he's propped up spread eagle on top of me while i type with one hand.

When does Buddy get his own account to discuss this situation?

Get a room, you two!!

Who? Buddy and Shoo?

Hahaha! The comments really make this blog a classic.

What a raunchy blog this turned out to be. I thought it was going to be about stalking.

Actually Buddy and I slept in the bed upstairs last night. Mrs. Shoo and Clancy had the bed downstairs. We're totally living Leave It To Beaver style.

And last night Mr. Shoo slept on the couch with Buddy, and I was in the bed with Clancy.

There is a reason for the separate sleep--Mr. Shoo's been sick, and now I've got whatever he has. It's not a pleasant feeling. My ears might explode.