I think we all have a place where we like to go to get away from all the hassles of the day. A place where we can kick back, relax and just feel at peace.
Even Gibbs has a place. The other day I couldn't find him. I called him several times and he wasn't coming. I thought maybe he got closed in the bedroom by accident. I went upstairs but no he wasn't there. Then I looked in the last room left to look in.
Can you guess where I found him?
He has a thing for the tub and frequently jumps in. It's extra special if he's just come in from outside and has muddy paws. He decorates the tub with paw prints.