Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Prodigal son?

Jib here.

Mom says one of our jay babies came home.

He sits in the tree and yells. He yells at me. He yells at Sailor. He yells at Zoe.

He is almost grown up.

Just like me.

Mom says I am ALL grown up but am still like a puppy sometimes.

I hope the jay plays with me. I like puppies.

1 comment:

Jan Mader said...

Awww Jib...I hope you always play like a puppy. Just remember the jab baby and stay a puppy in your heart.