this morning i was proof reading some pamphlets while laying on the floor. Jack decided that he would come on over and SIT on me. yes. the little stinker sat right on me. as though he didn't see me lying there. hilarious. so i started laughing and he stood up.
today i am making him hang outside. he is SUCH a princess. he keeps asking to come back in the house. 'noooooo jack. the fresh air is good for you'. I guess it might have something to do with the fact that the sun is beaming down on him...and he's wearing an all black fur jacket. poor guy. he's not a fan of the heat/sun. :S he'd rather sleep all day in a cool dark room. whatta weirdo. ;)