A Cookie-Baking Sidekick

I'm in the throes of day two of the cookie-making extravaganza right now.

And at various points during the past couple of days, this fellow has made a point of following me around and licking the floor after me, just in case any particularly delicious morsels miss the counter and end up on the floor. (Admittedly, they often do. I'm not tidy when it comes to baking.)


As you can see, Butter has gotten into the Christmas spirit a bit himself. Yesterday, he wore these festive beads around most of the day. I am sure they made him look particularly handsome when he sat in the window next to Larry and Mo.

(And no, the beads weren't my idea. Conservative Boy found them in his pocket and put them on Butter at lunch yesterday.)