A long time ago, Benny used to stand guard when I was in the shower. Sometimes he’d try to get to me through the shower door, other times he’d just sit quietly and wait for me to finish.
Sometimes, he’d roll around in my not-so-fresh undies. Once, he got so worked up, he ended up wearing them. I found him in the backyard, strolling along, happy as he’s ever been, with my underwear around his middle, dragging on the ground.
Well, he’s started the vigil again and imagine my surprise to see him last week, rolling around in my undies. It was the funniest thing. By the time I got the camera, he was tired out, but I did manage to snap a picture of him on top of my sweatpants, with my underwear directly under him.