I spy...

...a kitty cat outside! Yep, we finally caved in to his demands and started letting Cooper outside. Supervised visits to the grass, we like to call it. Mostly he sits beside the backdoor and chews on grass (which oddly enough seems to maybe be helping his digestion), although he did make it all the way down to the rose garden on Sunday before Henry corralled him back into the house.

Hobbes, on the other hand?

He's totally content to remain a housecat! :)

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