Every night, at some point in time, here comes Bubbie to get in my lap. Roger got tickled the other day cause I was in the recliner asleep, and Bubbie was stretched out on me asleep.
He can get in some awful uncomfortable looking positions and just snooze away. This evening, however, he just looked relaxed...
don't you just think he looks almost like he is smiling? He for sure rules the roost around here....if we don't pay enough attention to him, he doesn't hesitate to let us know.
And I do know that my care for him during that time made a bond between us that will last a lifetime....we have so many names for him. We call him the court jester, I call him Khan, also think Harley would have been a name for him....as well as Bocephus...so at one time or another he does get called all of those and more, too, just can't recall off the top of my head...but mostly we just call him 'Our Bubbie.'
