Typical day today, with everyone piling into the garage. I went in after opening the door and Sherman was on the car top, Rhea on a pile of furniture even with him, and Grant between them on the floor.
Aside from that, a quiet night.
Marshal D is da bomb.
Rhea did give Grant a bit of a pummeling this morning when he got too forward in rubbing his side against her face while she was waiting for food. He took it well.
It is kind of ironic since Rhea used to get in trouble with Harrison for doing the same thing (well not with food involved) and she would flinch away when he raised a paw at her. To be fair she wasn’t near as insistent as Grant, but what goes around comes around.