Cubby loves being here and Cubby loves me and I love Cubby. He's a cuddler and you know you're being cuddled. He has taken on a job and that's to watch over me. He even jumps up and follows me into the bathroom and will stand and guard the door. lol
Oh, speaking of bathrooms - the other day I noticed something weird looking in my plants in the bathroom and looked closer to see beady eyes of a snake, then noticed the tail hanging. I quickly maneuvered around it to get to the door, shut the door and ran upstairs yelling, "Who's home? I need help." My grandson was home. I was panic stricken, saying there's a snake in my bathroom and it's for real. My grandson asked what kind. I was like, I don't know, it's black. He said it's a black snake. I said I don't know if it's a black snake, just that it's black and this big. I followed him down the stairs asking what he was going to do and he said he'll grab it. I asked what if it's poisonous? He said it's a black snake. I said I don't know if it's a black snake. I'm just so glad he was home because I was ready to call 911 and I would have felt really stupid if someone else had come to the house to pick up this rubber snake my son put there.