Thoughts from Gus.
Gus here. Oh, you forgot about me? It's fine. Everyone does these days. That giraffe in the foreground of this photo gets more attention than I do. Look how smug he is.
It's clear that my parents are feeling guilty about it, because when they do stop to pay attention, it's in the most preposterously over-the-top ways. I think mom hugged me for 10 minutes the other day, just after feeding me nearly half a bag of treats. Not that I'm complaining about it, but I think we can all agree that close snuggles and pumpkin spice gummy treats do not go hand-in-hand.
Also, do you know that my mom needs to sing about every single thing she does these days? Honestly, it's embarrassing. If I have to hear one more song about a diaper change, I'm taking all my toys and moving to the garage.
In better news, the baby is starting to eat real food now, and he's terrible at keeping it off the floor.
Sniffs and licks,