instead of cutting his nails, I file them, but his feet are always so ticklish, so I try to do his nails when he's sleepy. usually, by the second hand, he'll fall asleep and then I can get to his toes without him kicking. but now, even in his sleep, he pulls them away and guards them.


another day, another set of shots [the bandaid on his right leg lost its stick and wouldn't stay put before we even left the office, so you can see the little poke marks in that thigh]

all bundled up on his first trip to the coast


first trip to the fair -- overheated and overtired, but still interested in the cows