Cole loves a stogie!

I don't think you can see it in this light, but Cole has a scar on his nose just above his left nostril.
It's perfectly circular.
It's an old cigar injury.
Here's the story...

Cole grew up in this 'hood. One of his girlfriends is Haley, a year or so younger than him and cute as a button.

She and Cole have been running mates for 11 plus years. He kind of covets her life. She gets to live with the "Critter whisperer" Mike. All creatures love Mike. Mike loves being outside working in his enormous garden, or on his boat, or flying his corporate planes. Haley is his companion.
Cole LOVES Mike.

Mike smokes cigars.
Cole wants to smoke cigars because Mr. Mike does.
 Mike always teased him with the cigar because Cole would run up and sniff it. One time too closely and he got burnt.

 It didn't even phase him, or stop his love of Mike.
In fact, he would eat one if given the opportunity.

Apparently Cole has no sense when it comes to tobacco. We, his two parents, do NOT smoke.Yet...
We must be constantly vigilant to keep him from cigars and cigarette bits left on the sidewalk.

Yep, we learned of this monkey on his back when he urped up about 6 cigarette butts on the living room carpet as a youngster. We have had to break the addiction three times of his life as he's fallen off the wagon more than once. This involves constantly watching everything he sniffs on a two mile walk.

It's disgusting.

Makes his penchant for stick eating look downright wholesome...