Mom, hold me.
I missed you so much.
(Mom's comment: He thinks he is on my lap ... although he is too big to get on it.)
Mom, I love you.
Mom, hold me.
Don't let me go!
Mom: "I won't, but I cannot breath ... grrr, you must know that you are quite heavy."
Rub me more.
It feels so good.
Rub me more, please.
I'll be here, just next to you, OK?
I'll hold you tightly.
Ooh, I'm totally happy.
Papa: "Bobby Lee, you did enough! Now, my turn."
Noooooo way Jose! Mom is mine!
Mom, are you OK?
Shall I help you?
Mom: "Thank you Bobby Lee, but I need privacy when I'm in the bathroom. Go away."
Mom, you wouldn't say that, would you?
I'll wait here ...
Please say OK.
Mom: "You are a stalker!"
I'm not a stalker, I'm just deeply in love.
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By the way, Jimmy Mac, thank you very much
for taking care of my people and for handling the blog.
I'm a very happy boy again!
I did my best, Bobby Lee, when your Mom and Papa were here, although I am not a Golden with a big smile and a happy dance.
ReplyDeleteI've been digging in my favorite hole and getting in my hiding place under the tree. I get all dirty and then I go up the carpeted stairs and shake all the dirt off. It keeps DMF busy. She's a little weird and a bit sad but I suppose she will always take good care of me. She loves me even though I am a big challenge at times. Today I chased the ball up by the church but mostly I ate grass and sniffed. I'm not the ball fanatic that you are.
Love from Berkeley
Jimmy Mac, my Mom always tell me about you and she says that Jimmy is a such a wonderful gentleman.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that you like digging ... I believe that best way to get attention from Mom is doing something bad ... Oops, Mom came ... please don't tell your Mom or my Mom ... even to my Papa.