It's a good thing he's so cute.
Pacino was climbing around on the end table last night, when he dumped my tea, tipped over the lamp and shattered the bulb. Then, as I was in the closet looking for new bulbs, he sneaked up behind me and stood there, and I stepped on his paw when I went to turn around. Guess we're even.
I love watching him watch the snow! I need to bring some in for him to explore.
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