Snuggling

I over-slept this morning. Then, I was very busy and important for a few hours until Mom and I left to see Handel's Messiah at the Boston Symphony Hall with a family friend. By the time I was back from dinner, Oliver was feeling very snubbed. This called for extra snuggles in the evening.

This is something that started about a month after I moved back to MA. I think it's because he's used to having a couch to lounge on while I'm watching TV. The set-up is different here, and there's no couch in front of the TV. So now he's all about my lap. Tonight, Mom took a picture of him in all his drowsy glory...