So Cookie (as I have officially decided to just nickname Wheatley that instead of completely changing his name....) is home!

My roommate and I have reached an agreement about personal space. So I made up an official contract and we both agreed to the terms and we both signed. So things are going well...

Kind of.

Well...

Cookie remembers me seemingly. After picking him up he made his way straight around my neck and stuck his nose into my ear like he always does. I think he's a bit overweight. Or ready to poop. I really can't tell. Either way, that all seemed good. On that front, everything is well.

But... well...

Starting almost fresh. So I'm a bit nervous.


Herp Derp