One evening as PJ arrived home from work, I stated that I wanted to take the dogs for a walk. James was coming down the stairs at the time, unbeknownst to us, and PJ said "James will want to go." We believe he heard the "go", for he hustled the rest of the way down the stairs, marched to the hall closet, pointed to the coats, and made his little excited noise. How could we leave him? So we bundled up and off we went. This is just evidence of his bundled cuteness.
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