I walk out of the room for 5 minutes, and i come back to this...
He is lying there, legs a kimbo, nose nuzzling, saying:
"Look at meeeee Mumma. I am cute ya? you want to stroke my belly? Ya?"
How is a Gal gonna get any work done with Mr Baggins lolling around at my feet all morning?
'Come on Boy - WALKIES!!!!!'