Bashful – he’s a good pebble. He tries to stay out of trouble. Sometimes it works – sometimes not so much. Last night, we were playing hide and seek in the house. I can’t tell you how many times I walked by the table and saw this napkin. It never dawned on me one single time that the little fella would be underneath it sleeping.
The only thing that *finally* gave him away was that he had to go to the potty. If it wasn’t for that, he would still be under the napkin on the table hiding. And mom/dad, they weren’t much help. I think dad was actually the one that suggested that great hiding place. Where’s dad when *I* want to hide, huh? Perhaps I should hide dad’s remote control and see how he likes to hunt for things for hours at a time – snorts.
Just another fun night at the Hotel Thompson. How was your night?
Piglove 