June 7, 2012 by Amie M
Poor Audrey. The girl is exhausted when I get home at the end of the day. She hardly greets me. Just walks up to the front door and waits for me to pick her up. She used to rather exuberantly launch into my arms. Now the little cuddling I get I fear is just her way of getting out of Charlie’s reach.
As soon as she gets comfortable anywhere, Charlie stops what he’s doing on the other side of the apartment and speeds towards her.
Jumping at her tail, back, head or anything that can be nibbled or swatted. This ends with Audrey swatting him back. After a good few smacks on the head, no claws, Charlie gets distracted and runs away.
But she does enjoy him. Especially when he’s sleeping.
Just look at that face. Who wouldn’t love him? You would never suspect that he just knocked down the garbage in the bathroom. Or unrolled half a roll or toilet paper. Or just attacked the arch of your foot with his needle sharp teeth. Or slept on your face for half the night.
He looks peaceful. And I hope this is how he is for most of the day with his live-in babysitter!
Babysitting a real baby takes a lot out of you, doesn’t it, Princess?