How am I doing?
Well a picture is worth a thousand words.
Try as I might I just cannot help myself.
I just get mixed messages from the folksI
Sometimes they let me be up there and take my photo then mom will tell me I have to get down. She will gently pick me up and give me a kiss on the top of my head and gently put me on the floor. If the view isn't great enough I sure love those kisses. I have noticed when she is cooking she isn't as well . . . how should I say this . . . not as patient . . . she will say get down . . . I look at her . . . she looks at me . . . then she will come over and gently put me down on the floor . . . hummmmm no kiss. I am thinking maybe I should not be on the counter maybe while she is cooking. But there is just too much to see. Oh well she and I will continue to work on this.