And so do I.
It will be a few more days until J returns home.
Zeke is on *patrol* 24/7.
He checks out every noise.
Up, down. Up, down.
His paws on the hardwood floor~
click, click, click.
He is Border Patrol.
Being the man of the house isn't easy.
Each night, he has moved his bed to the
doorway of the bedroom, sleeping across the threshold.
No one is getting past this guy.
This is one worn-out pup!
Hopefully, we will both get some sleep tonight!
At least, I will.
Zeke won't get a good nights rest until J returns.
I hope your weekend was wonderful.