Seafood tea. Think clam chowder broth, without the cream. In a teacup.
Bright sparring with his reflection at the park. Brave is running up behind. I am teeny-weeny in the background.
The deck is almost finished! Bright is swinging from the rafters in the foreground. Have I mentioned how much I love our roof? Well, I do. G0D knows how to give good gifts.
And while Daniel had his tools out, he whipped up a nice bunny cozy for
George. Now George Fuzzy has a place to sprawl, a hollow in which to
crawl, and plenty of wood that I don't care about for him to gnaw. I don't know who is happier in this case, the bunny, or the bunny-owner;)