Don't Leave Me Alone (Part 2)

Staring at the front door ... but I was not alone at home. I was merely waiting for daddy to be home as my biological clock told me it was about time.

Sometimes I wait lying on the floor:


sometimes on the sofa (IGNORING my Bone-Bone):



Grrr...! Don't distract me; take away that flashy rectangular thing! I want to make sure to be jumping at the door when daddy turns the key in the keyhole!!