October 11, 2021

White Dog looked at the photo Steve had just taken. "It looks like Roman has created an abstract painting of our tree where the window used to be," she said. "It is kind of a different side of Our Boy." 

Opal glanced over from across the room. "He could be Little Miss Muffet with momma's spider coming down to sit beside him."

I tried not to sound too concerned when I shared, "I hope nothing goes by the house that puts Roman in cujo mode and he goes through the window. I don't want a 'where the window used to be' moment.  Normally, he is in the OTHER chair; the one with the babygate  across it."

Steve got up. "Let's close the blinds. It is nearly dark anyway and Roman can come help me in the kitchen."