Things are going OK between all of us boys. I still get a bit angry when the food bowls get put down. Sometimes the others eat outside, while I am closely monitored in the screened porch . . . . I think I'll get over this, but dad has a dish towel over his shoulders at all times!!!
Earlier in the week Edberg - the new guy - was found chewing on the remote for the TV Dad discovered him. He LOVES the TV more than anyone I know. I thought he would EXPLODE!!!! But NO! He just said Edberg was a 'bad boy' (lower case!!!!) & went on his computer to order a replacement. It arrived a few days later, got programmed & all was well.
(If that had been ME . . . . . . .)
Then today Edberg was up on the leather couch, starting to chew on the new remote & mum yelled at him & snacked his nose. Daddy still seems to think he's some sort of little angel - I don't think this is fair - JUST SAYIN'!!!!