Looks silly, doesn’t it?

Riley’s back to normal. But when I got on the exercise bike today, he wanted to get on with me.

So I picked him up.

He was happy as a clam hanging in my arms as I exercised.

But it was impractical. So I put him down and shut the door.

He then HURLED himself against the door to get in so he could get back up and exercise.

No, I am not making this up.

And this could very well be the next step.

If you worried about my sanity, well, I wouldn’t blame you.