Well...
I tried giving Timmy a spoon to try to feed his morning fruit cup to himself. It was an exercise in futility. Instead of using the spoon, he held it in one hand and finger-fed himself with the other. When I pulled out a second spoon to try to demonstrate how it's done, he instead took both spoons and started banging them together (hence the excited look on his face). We'll try again tomorrow.
Poor Greta- she hurt her paw yesterday and now she needs to go into the vet clinic. Unfortunately, we're still down to one car, so it'll have to wait until Savannah comes home for lunch. Even then, the trip to drop off Greta means Timmy and Daddy will have to sit around on post until this evening to drive Mommy home from work.
Timmy was up at 6:00 again this morning. Daylight Savings Time claims another hour of peace and quiet.
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