I came home the other afternoon and dropped my backpack on the sofa, opened it to get something out and within a few moments the Chunkmeister decided it was a good place as any to settle into. He eventually fell asleep there. No photos of that because every time I'd get up to take one he'd wake up. He's a very light sleeper much to Willow's dismay
Amazing...Willow didn't hiss, growl or swat....it was so very cute!
Willow at her ultimate moment of happiness....enjoying her sunny spot without the Chunkinator anywhere in sight!
Chunk now has many names thanks to his antics and appearance. Chunkinator is my favorite, because he's kind of like the terminator and just won't quit! Chunkmeister, Chunky Monkey, Yeti and Bigfoot because of his extra large feet...sometimes I just call him the little turd or twerp when he's being especially annoying...and when he's good he's "my boy"...go figure
