Whenever I pack, he wants to get right in the pile of clothing, or sits in the suitcase and lets me just pile stuff on top of him. Like he would even LIKE going along with me...
2/11/05 - Dobson (9 months old) and Carmine (~ 10 years), watch me procrastinate getting ready for work. Dobs really likes his red neck scarf and imagines himself running with the bulls at Pamplona. Note how they mirror each other's positioning.