A recent discovery:- If while preparing to wash MrB's tummy in the bathroom I need to put him down for a second to go grab a comb or whatever, he'll stay on a blanket and wait rather than navigate across the slippery floor by himself.
"Slippery? No - we're playing 'hot lava'! And I won, loser human!"
I'm under no illusions though, I'm sure it's only a matter of time before he learns to barrel across it like an olympic speed skater.
Warm the blankie a bit for him. Maybe tuck a treat in . . .a few enhancements and you might be able to forestall the ice skating.
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, no-bun wants to eat treats off a blankie that has rubbed against MrB's wee-soaked tummy, not even MrB!
DeleteThat fastidious, is he?
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