Tucker has discovered where I keep the baking chocolate, and the dark chocolate.
And he has discovered that he does not like it.
I heard the chair scoot once. A long pause. Then it scooted again. Another pause. Then another scoot.
I went in and he was standing at the counter like this.
Shaking his head. And not very happy.
I went to the sink and discovered the reason for the middle scooting sound. I think after he had bit into the chocolate he scooted to the sink, to spit it out. Because there was liquid chocolate in the sink.
Can you believe he went to the sink to spit it out? And not just on the floor?