September 23. “Button, your ears are rather small in comparison to your body!”
Are bear ears so tiny!”
“I’m not talking unless I get my hug.”
This ritual usually happens around 9 every morning give or take 10 or 15 minutes. I distinctly saw a grin on his face.
“Do you like being hugged, Button?”
September 21. It’s become a habit.
This habit of going inside the tiny room attached with the study and planting a kiss on Button’s black nose.
I did the same this morning and found him staring at me straight in the eyes.
“Why are you staring at me, Button?”