Tot cannot be away from the little guy. He of course is asking for space.
Today, she chased him around with the leash and said, “Let’s go for a walk, Coti.” He continued to give me that look. Mom, can you do something about this?
Since that attempt failed miserably, she figured she’d read to him. He again needed his space, so…
She hopped up on the chair and he laid there just listening.
Besties. It’s a love/hate relationship.