Obi Takes Possession Of The Jacket

Most of my posts about Obi pertain to his tendancy to take ownership of things he, in fact, does not own. Like my laundry basket. Like the mail. Like my sandwich. Like Saeed's winter jacket. It is puffy and radiates warmth, so whenever Obi sees it he makes a beeline for it.

It doesn't matter that there's a black folder underneath making it uneven.

Obi almost always sits like a frog.

Toes curled, legs splayed.

Notice also the body alignment with the length of the sleeve.

Obi knows he's irresistibly cute.

Love the mitten hands.

And if you value your life you'll leave him right there. If you ever see Saeed wearing my winter jacket, which he often does, you'll know why.