"Chewing on himself? At least that's what it sounds like."
Morning Wednesday. Marilee isn't feeling well to the point she's asked me not to leave.
Bowser, just out of my line of sight, is making "sounds." I really don't know what he's doing; Marilee has a more direct line of sight, but has Lexie and Bambi blocking her view.
So I say "...well, whatever the hell it is that he's doing, he's obviously enjoying it.
"...and being otherwise quiet about it."
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