He makes me laugh

Bailey, that is. He likes to be able to lick the pate pot out when it's virtually empty but he needs to find a way of trapping it against something to get the last lick out. Tonight he has somehow managed to get it inside my shoe! And lick it completely clean. 

I needed something to make me chuckle after a lengthy day which is standard for a Tuesday but was extended by being the car behind two others that hit a third in the pitch black on a dual carriageway. Luckily no one was hurt and it was just a matter of waiting for the police to arrive. It did mean that I was really late but the bestest friend came to see to Bailey. I was pleased to get home to him, eventually.