Raven is still kicking. Say for example, Friday when I had hose in hand and was squrting off peeps from the pavers. Raven decided to grab the hose and yank it. The hose shifted in my hand, turned on me and soaked my shirt and head. She then stood back and watched me turn red.

Today, she was playing fetch so hard, especially making sure no one else got to bring the ball back to me…

…that she wore her back toenails to nubs.

I only knew this due to blood on the pavers. I am letting the rain rinse off those little dabbles.

Ginger played with Bouchard today. Ginger is his best friend.

She also played a little Frisbee. It’s hard for me to imagine she has something inside her that’s taking her away from this life she loves.

I didn’t know she liked Frisbee. She usually plays ball. But Baby loves Frisbee

…and was out playing, so Ginger joined in.