whoop! there he is. going back in the kitchen.
what could possibly be happening in the kitchen to get bohdan's attention away from the big-ass marrow bone he's chewing on in the living room?
well karine is in there, and she opened up the thing of hotdog buns. she tried to keep it quiet but it made a rustly noise and bohdan came running - as he always does for the sound of bread.
we've been experimenting over the last couple weeks with this. if bohdan is sleeping in the back room, get out the bread. here he is. if he's visiting the house in southern california, watching out the front door, get out the bread. he literally floats up from the slippery floor and there he is.
nothing is important as bread, and the sound of it brings him with almost as much alacrity as the sound of The Leash. but that's another story.
Posted by dracon at 11:11 PM