
He pulls the drawer open under the oven, climbs inside and then gives us the hoot belly growl.


This week he has been obsessed with our shoes for some reason. He pulls them out of the closet and lines them up next to the TV. Once that space is full he moves to the ottoman. Then he tries to put them on. I think he looks like he is putting my shoe on to go for a run.

Doro took Oliver in to get his cast off on Friday. I was already at the hospital and was able to go be with them for the apt. He was so scared by the cast saw and then again by the x-ray machine, but his wrist is all healed up and he seems super happy to have his arm free. He started using his hand again little by little and now he is back to using it normally, evident by his determination to get my mountain dew bottle open.

The kitchen table used to be a hoot-free environment, but he recently learned that he can see everything up there and reach it by standing on his little tippy-toes. Dorothy loves his baby feet.

This deer has been in and out of our back yard since we got here, and today she showed up with a baby deer. The baby wandered away early on and she layed down under the plum tree for a long time. She is still out there as I type this. We just hope they don't eat all the blackberries in the back yard.
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