a boy and his dog
Tonight I was sitting here at the table, and my little dog kept wandering off to the living room. He is still somewhat naughty so I like to keep him close. I kept calling him back and petting him for a minute only to have him wander off again. Finally I followed him in there to see what was so interesting. Of course I expected that he munched up one of the kids' stuffed animals or something.
What I found was that my little sleepwalker had found a new place to sleep, and his little dog was determined to keep him company.
We are loving this little furball. Even Steven. Even if he won't admit it.