My boy, the card shark

We brought home a deck of cards from our trip to Vegas a year or so ago, and left them on the table in the front room where Barclay discovered then. Once he’d devoured one card, the deck was ruined, so there was nothing to do but leave them there, and he regularly steals another one to chew up, or he’ll fetch one so he has something in his mouth to greet us at the door when we come home.

Oh, a 2, you’ll never win with that one…
Happy boy!

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