I meant to post this last night but ended up reading instead of playing with the laptop.
Andy and I had our first Gotcha Day yesterday. I can’t believe he has only been with me for a year. It feels like he has always been around. Maybe that is testament to how much he has come out of his nervous little shell, but I can hardly even remember the days when he was so scare that he ran away from EVERYTHING, including grocery boxes sitting on my kitchen floor, leaves blowing in the street, and his own shadow.
I was planning to take him to Pets at Home yesterday and let him pick a new toy (and get him a new antler to chew on), but the weather was horrific, so instead we snuggled up on the sofa instead and he snored at me while I read.