William George still loves to be on the go, to go "BYE-BYE". He has long since picked up the rhythms and routines of when we make our exits. George knows that I usually go to the closet to change shoes, reach for jewelry and a purse, and then I move through the house to locate my phone, sunglasses and keys. Therefore, anytime I head for the closet, William George plants himself on the stool and makes a case for "going with". Once jewelry and shoes are in place, he hurls himself at me, often climbing up my person, saying, "Bye-bye!" the entire time.
And that's why he goes almost everywhere with me. He's my shadow.
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