Any Which Way You Can
It feels like only yesterday Dagon was a helpless midget, but now he's tall enough to poke his head through the blinds to get a look at the world outside. The windows, in turn, are testament to his growth, faithfully recording his ascending nose-print smudges.
Whenever I leave on errands, I see him barking at me through one side of the building, then as I turn the corner he miraculously re-appears on that side, continuing his verbal assault.
Of course, tall enough to look out the windows is tall enough to steal things off the counter, so I had to do a thorough cleaning and properly file things away.