- Sleeping in 1/4 of the bed. I'll have an entire half of the bed! I'm not sure I'll know how to sleep with so much room.
- Wet, sloppy floors. Shoes are required in this house because after Talos drinks, he leaves half the water on the floor. Most of the water comes out of his mouth as he's leaving the water bowl. The rest of it he spills as he's drinking it.
- His punctuality. He sleeps a lot, yes, but oh does his internal clock keep really good time. He bangs on the pantry at 7:00a, 12:00p, and 4:30p to remind me meal time is approaching.
- How to put this delicately? His, um, gas. It's pretty near deadly. And which end usually faces me in bed at night? You got it: the business end. There are some nights I go to bed wondering if I'll wake up the next morning.
- Perpetually nose-marked windows in my car and house. Talos' nose is huge. And he likes to put his nose against any glass surface he can find.
- Comments like: "Where's his saddle?" "Is that a dog or a horse?" "No horses allowed in here!" "Where'd you get the cow?" "If you get tired, just hop on his back and ride him home." I could go on and on, but you get the idea. Those were funny the first 1,500 times I heard them.
- Super-sized poops. 'Nuf said, pretty self-explanatory. Actually, I sometimes wonder if he's a horse when I'm cleaning them up!
- Sitting on the floor because Talos takes up the entire couch. I must be fair, however: he only takes the entire couch when he's really in a deep sleep. Otherwise, he curls himself up rather politely and leaves 2/3 of the couch for others.
- Cleaning eye-boogers. He's got giant-sized eye-boogers every morning. And they're gross. But I pick 'em out because they're grosser when they stay in his eye.
In a few short hours, those things will be someone else's problem. I gotta go now, there's a couch and a bed calling my name…