Wilber and I have been staying home together since Christmas Eve when I lost my job managing a flower shop. He went to work with me everyday, slept on the coach in my office and greeted our customers. He had developed quite a following as the shops mascot and people came by with no other reason then to see Wilber and visit with us.
Now we are home most days and it's just me and Wilber. Things are pretty much the same as they were at the shop. I work on getting my Avon business started and he sleeps on the coach. We just don't have any visitors. But at about 4:00 in the afternoon he gets real antsy and keeps looking out the bedroom window. If he hears a car outside he runs into the living room and starts his "DADDY'S HOME!!!, DADDY'S HOME!!!! CELEBRATION running back and forth to the back door. If the car doesn't turn in the drive way he come and stands in front of me whining with a big question mark on his face that says "Where's Daddy?" I guess he misses all the attention he got at the flower shop.
Anyway when Daddy does get home, "OH MY GOODNESS!" he dances, spins, runs back and forth, the rug in the kitchen goes flying, he can't contain his excitement Daddy's home and all's right with the world.
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