Just the other day, I returned home after a little over two weeks on the road. I opened the front door, plopped my luggage down in the entryway, and returned to the car to finish emptying it. When I came back into the house, this is how I was greeted:
I wonder what he's saying? "Take me with you next time", "Maybe this will keep him from leaving again" or "Hey, this wasn't here before...I'll have to sit on it!"