October 14, 2015
This morning Bob was in his closet putting clothes away and, since we are not allowed in the closets, I jumped onto the door to watch him. He talked to me while I was doing it and told me I was a good boy, but then when he was done and ready to close the door I could not figure out how to get back down. He told me to just jump and that I would be OK, but I was so high up and I was nervous. Then he reached up and gave me a push and when I landed I was fine. I guess he was right.
Posted by Obsidian at 7:41 AM