Friday, December 8, 2006
My Brother Tommy
When my brother first came to live with us he stayed in the study for two weeks because he was a little sick and had to take some antibiotics. So when mom was gone to work I he and I would talk with each other through the door and there was room for us to stick our paws under the door and touch each other. Then, when he was well mom opened the door and we got to see each other. I think I like him now...even though we wrestle a lot. Here he is sleeping in the bedroom. I hadn't allowed him up on the bed yet.