A Correction

Yesterday, when I mentioned that I was excited for spring and so were the pretty green buds appearing in my front yard, I missed out on including someone on the list.

This guy.


As the days grow longer and warmer, Butter spends more time gazing out his window at the lovely almost-spring unfolding. He also spends more time in the backyard on his long chain, playing in the mud and chasing evil, evil squirrels who threaten his domain.

And everywhere he goes, that darn tongue seems to follow.

You do see why my front window is never, ever clean, don't you?