Monday Thatcher was actually good and let me massage his massive meat head while he laid his head on my lap and made sounds that in English would have translated to "Ohhhhh that feeeeeeels soooooooo goooooooood!!!!"
Tuesday he had a play date with his best friend Bruce! They're a match made in heaven! :) At first when we got to the park it was just Thatcher and Bruce and a cute little dobie named Angel. Well Let me tell ya, Thatcher wasn't too happy when Bruce and Angel started playing and rough-housing... Thatch just stuck his nose up in the air and walked off and came to sit by his mama at the picnic table! Once they were alone at last it was back to old times with the two of them rough-housing and shaking their heads at each other with their mouths open while making cooing noises! They're a strange pair! When it was time for Bruce to go home Thatcher sat and waited for him to come back. Then when he realized he wasn't coming back he went and put himself to bed and was crying himself to sleep. :(
*Thatcher is on the left and Bruce is on the right*
Wednesday Thatcher was back to scheming and being a clown! There was a tiny little chipmunk outside on the stump by the balcony and Thatcher kept pawing at the glass and slapping it... trying to tell Alvin that he couldn't be there! Then they sat for about 20 minutes and had a staring contest. Thatcher won. After Alvin got bored because Thatcher couldn't break through the glass he proceeded to dart back and forth by the glass as if to say, "Hahahaha Thatcher... you'll never catch me, friend!!! Stay under your mommies skirt mama's boy!!" Thatch also broke the sliding screen door today and turned his cage into a snow globe because he misses winter -- really he just ripped his bed up and tore all the stuffing out!!
*Thatcher's version of a White Summer*
It always makes me laugh when I pat Thatch on the bottom or pet his back legs because his tiny little nubbin of a tail will point in whatever direction I'm touching... it's almost as if it were a feeler like bugs have or a boat rotor or something! Thatcher eats leaves like it's going out of style!
Friday Thatcher got the spankin of his life! He went outside to potty and when he was done i attempted to make him come back inside, but I guess he was showing off because he jumped up and scratched me across the face... now I look like Scar from Lion King! :(
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