He's Ba-aaaack

Despite my open abhorrence for him, Jack keeps showing up at the window. Here he is, asking if the punk can come out and play.

When I denied play time due to the punk's afternoon nap, he showed up outside the little guy's bedroom window. (How did he jump that high?)

Then, this morning, there he was again, at the kitchen window.

It seems he has something to say.

Hit the road, Jack!