Kel was playing out back one evening this week and he just looked so grown up (it seems to happen overnight!) that I asked him to stop for a few photos. He remains an obliging model for his dear demented mother and her camera fixation.
Look at that farmer tan! Typical Midwestern boy.
Eventually, it just got goofy. As most things in life do.
We were out with Casper Cat. He has a new jacket and leash so that he can spend more time outside. He loves to be out, but being both deaf and psychotic, he wasn't trustworthy enough to be outside without restraint. Here he is in his pretty red jacket which he actually doesn't mind at all. A fair trade for sunny evenings spent rolling in the grass.