We've been letting Robb out on a lead (I know -- the indignity). Here he is the first time:



That interlude was cut short by this character:



She was a bit hostile, but he was friendly and curious, such an innocent. He managed to slip the harness off, so I hustled him into the house.

These are from today:













The last shows a tidier, mowed lawn. We are not gardeners, obviously. Still we have apricots, apples, cherries, figs, and other things.













Here are a few pictures of Robb hiding, playing, chewing on a brush, and being adorable, as usual.











Meanwhile, the two plants on the porch in front of the house have been host to a stream of wild animals drinking water out of the saucers under the pots. Robb has serious Spring Fever here.