The Man Room

The only other male of my new family, thinks that I follow him to the garage as a sign of male solidarity! He has shown me his bike that he cycles to work on, not interested in that, his tools, they smell good, his bits of scrap metal make him a bit edgy when I nose in there, he claims they are a bit sharp! He goes in there a lot, referring to it as the man room, he tends to potter and he thinks, mistakenly, that I am interested in all that man stuff. I have a bigger fish to fry. I have been waiting patiently for an opening and today it came! He went to the car to get out a map and before he knew it, I was in there... At last. The purpose of all those trips was waiting for him to open the car door so I could get in, and there I have stayed for hours, quite happily! The car door is open, the internal door to the rest of the house is open, I can hear the comings and goings of the family, but I am happy in the car.