And the weather!
It was in the sixties, which is normally my most favorite temperature EVER, but there was wind, and although we all tried NOT to complain after the hideous heat and humidity from last week, it was impossible not to mention every five or ten minutes just how COLD it was!
I never quite figured it out, but it involved laying flat on his back and wiggling until he got to the ball.
Then he threw it at someone.
It truly was that cold.
|Outside, under a quilt, hot coffee - LIFE IS GOOD.|
Of course, I thought they looked adorable.
Not the look either of them were going for.
Oh, and if you haven't figured it out yet, during this game most of the action was on this side of the fence.
These looked like letters, and at one point the last three spelled ICE.
Why I didn't think to take a picture then, I'll never know.