Ah well!

I saw Finlay chasing Wee G's ball around the yard a couple of times last week. I knew it would end badly for the ball but it was so much fun to watch. At that point he couldn't get a grip on the ball so he just pushed it around, chasing after it as fast as his stumpy legs would carry him. That obviously changed at some point and the evidence was there when I let him out for his bedtime constitutional. Ah well!