FatBoy gave me a JumBone this morning - I'm not sure what I did to deserve it.

It's nice outside - already 13C and going to 20C by 5pm. So, I went outside and rolled upside down in the grass. Now, FatBoy's laughing at me because of all the dry grass on my back. Personally, I think it looks *stylish*.

I think FatBoy is insane. A few days ago, he brought home a small fire hydrant and now he wants to wash me with it. What on Earth is he thinking?

Miles departed (with his mom) late Saturday night, or so it seems. Lacking enough brain cells to add 1+1, I didn't really notice until today. We had a good time, running and jumping and schnoozing.

The only thing I didn't like is when Miles tries to climb on top of me from behind .. I'm not sure what he's trying to do, but it seems to make him mildly happy with his wiggles and such, so I tolerate it, mostly.