Where's Ambrose?

Not here....

or even here....

Here!

Ambrose spends a majority of his day circling our "coffee table." (I use the word coffee table in very loose terms. All of you who have husbands that attended the academy will recognize that trunk, it has been displayed in our house since we got married, and I am SO over it, but for now, we are stuck with it because the coffee table I want costs about as much as our leather furniture).

As you can tell by the smile on his face he thinks he's pretty cool. It keeps him entertained and in one spot, so I'm not complaining.

* not even the coffee table can escape Ambrose's gummy, drooly mouth.