I think I hear Dad coming up the stairs to check on me, friends.
Of course, I am sort of allowed on his bed. I don't think he's coming to tell me off.
I'm hoping he's coming to invite me to go walkies with him!
I heard the jangle of the lead as he took it from its peg downstairs.
And I think I heard him putting outdoor shoes and coat on.
Promising signs, don't you think?