It is very mancatly to hang out by the door so that maybe, just maybe, you can run outside as soon as your Dad or The Mom opens it. I'm not sure that this is such a flattering picture of my greyness, though. I think I look a little misshapen or something. Thanks for the weird angle, The Mom.
We think we still need some hugs around the blogosphere this week, so we're sending lots and lots of hugs to all of our friends.