Sanitation crew

When we moved into this house, we put Toby's food bowl & litter box in the spare bathroom and called it "Toby's bathroom." Unfortunately, once George reached the shrieking-and-chasing age, he terrorized Toby enough that he would no longer use that litter box.

After some intense negotiation, we set up a litter box in the living room (eech!) which has worked out fairly well. But as George and Toby have gotten on better terms, Dean and I have wondered if we couldn't get the litter box back into the bathroom and OUT of the living room.

So I set the second litter box up in Toby's bathroom. It hasn't been a huge success, but he does use it occasionally. George likes to use that bathroom, too, though, and he is not crazy about sharing.

Saturday we found the door closed, with this sign on it:



I'll let you guess who got to do the unstinking.

Father's day

For Father's Day we made Dean a shirt (surprise!)





He liked it.

Later on, the kids helped with water changes. Here Charlotte is scraping algae off the hood, while George pulls out algae.

Safety Town 2007

George spent a week at Safety Town again this year -- an hour in the evening, learning bike & pedestrian safety from the police. I wondered if he would get much more out of it, since he went last year, too, but as it turned it he really liked it and I think it solidified the lessons he learned last year.

He and Grayson were inseparable -- odd, because they knew each other as babies but haven't played together much in recent years. I love the Abbey Road look here.


Here they are a block apart. This is a tiny town in the parking lot of the local shopping mall, used only for this purpose. Safety Town has been held every summer for 30 years -- many of my (younger) friends went as children. The traffic lights and streets are the right size but the buildings are diminutive.

Leader of the Pack.