This morning while playing 'scoop the coffee' he happily crouched in the middle of the kitchen floor, scooping coffee beans into the lid of the container then closing it while I made breakfast.
A few days ago he crouched in the same spot, dumping them on the floor, staring at me balefully when I asked him to stop, then continuing with his shoveling.
A marked improvement.
Of course, while I was shaving a bit ago he smuggled out a roll of toilet paper, TP'ed the living room then threw it down the stairs.
But, with Fuss these things are relative. I still have high hopes for the day.
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