Oliver

Daniel woke me up the other morning laughing out of nervousness because Oliver had jumped up on the countertop (from there he goes to hanging out above the cupboards) while Daniel was busy lighting the burner on the stove for tea. Well, Dan hadn't expected Ollie to be walking by the stove (his back was turned to the refridgerator & Ollie) and as soon as the gas lit on fire Ollie was right there and his whole chest went - POOF! Dan said Ollie jumped backwards because his little white fur was flaming and whiskers were scorched and Daniel immediately grabbed him and started smacking his chest to put the flame out. Daniel felt so bad! Ollie's never been on that side of the sink on the countertop before but now we will be super super careful when we are starting the stove!

This is me holding Ollie in my tote. Every day when I come home from Pilates or being out, no matter how much I have stuffed into that tote, he always tries to squeeze inside. His favorite thing is to be held on your shoulder in a bag and walk around with you! Kind of like baby-wearing, but Ollie-wearing!