knocking

This morning, I was awoke by the sound of knocking. MrGrunty was in his room, standing, knocking on his door, calling out “papa. ..papa”.

When I told MyBetterHalf about this, she said, “Yeah, he’s been doing that often quite recently”.

For the record, he’s been opening doors for about a year, at least. Silly, MrG.

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