When I get interested in a TV show, I’m really oblivious to what it going on around me. My husband and my sister have had to yell at me to snap me out of it numerous times. Yesterday I was watching TV and during a commercial tossed Binkie for Andre a couple of times. When the show came back on, my attention to the game faded. I’m sitting there watching when suddenly Andre pokes me with his paw. I turned to look at him and he looked down at my chest. I followed his gaze to find he had laid Binkie there. Naturally I laughed and tossed Binkie again. During the next commercial I looked at Andre, who had decided to curl up on the loveseat, and asked “Where’s Binkie?” You should have seen the look of disgust I got. He turned his head and went to sleep.