Morris is a Daddy's boy. Well, he's really a separation anxiety boy with a hint of "how dare you leave me at any point in time." During the day while James is at work, it's rare when he leaves my side or the room I'm in. We're not allowed to be separated, ever.
However, that all changes when James gets home from work. Every day, as soon as he parks his car and walks up to the door, Morris runs from wherever he is to greet him and shortly after, it's straight into his lap once he sits down on the couch. He is literally obsessed with him when he gets back from work.
And I, of course, think it's the cutest thing in the world. It doesn't matter if it's a lap or a rear or a head or an arm, Morris is on it and he just needs his Dad time.
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