A year ago, Mocha was a tiny little thing.
As time went on, he decided the little closet niche next to my office chair was a nice hangout. But then he outgrew it.
Except that, today, months later, he demonstrated that he hadn’t:
Maybe it’s because Syd had earlier sent me a video of animal escape artists and he wanted to prove something?
Who knows? Dogs can be wonderfully weird.