Ever since David and I moved into our apartment, I've gotten enormous pleasure on most days from walking past the building manager's office (down the hall from our place) and seeing Mack. (That's Mack, as in Mack truck. )
. He's usually like this:
But sometimes he's like this:
Once in a while, typically when I have groceries, Mack follows me into our apartment. He surveys the place, sniffs, and leaves. I love Mack!