It’s a blustery day and I start out in my office – slowly – till my coffee wakes me up.
Benji cries at the door and I let him in so he can join me on my lap.
But he’s on the prowl finding the loose cords under my desk till I have to threaten the squirt bottle.
He knows he’s in trouble so finds a place to hide.
Poor boy I say and pull out his favorite toy
till I finally wear him out
and we can both rest.
Just another Monday with Benji.