Tom traveled with the kids and me for the first few days of our summer trip, so Tux, who normally spends the majority of his time in the presence of - and in direct physical contact with - people, missed us. A LOT. (Don't worry - Tux wasn't completely alone. Sweet Grace, our friend and neighbor, took wonderful care of him during our absence.) How do we know this, you ask?
Since Tom returned to Texas, whenever he is at home Tux spends every minute on him. On his lap. On his chest. On his shoulders. Tux won't let Tom out of his sight, and when Tom leaves for work, Tux sits at the door and cries. Poor buddy.
This is just a sampling of the pictures Tom sent me these last few weeks.
The kids and I miss Tux terribly, and I think the feeling is mutual. We'll be home soon, buddy!