Here's Toffee, caught in a reflective moment. I'm proud to say that we haven't had to rush him to the ER because he's swallowed something bad, burned his paws, or otherwise damaged himself since January. I consider this the positive result of our eternal
neurotic vigilance rather than his increased wisdom or maturity. But at least some of us have learned a few things lately (although they're about stuff like string).
We're having problems with our wireless connection, it feels like the crawling, dial-up days of the '90s are back. I'm going to post this without further ado, just to see if I can.
More later, I hope.