Spirit Animal

Garbanzo needed some time away from the holiday activities, and found a secluded spot that happened to be on the one chair he could truly mess up with his dirty feet and hair.  Of course I let him do as he pleased, and left him there to enjoy his snooze away from the fray.  My son calls him his spirit animal.  Looking into those eyes, I get what he means.
He will have the place to himself tomorrow, as we head over to my sister's house to open gifts.  Merry Christmas to all who celebrate!