Yesterday our lawn guy was here to cut the grass. As usual he stopped in to chat and have a bottle of water. Now of course Angel loves him -- but the miracle is what yesterday Tony actually came out from under the bed, walked over to Brad and nuzzled his hand. This was a major accomplishment for my tony. Usually the only person outside of Paul and myself that he trusts if our neighbor Fran, who watches them when we go away. Maybe Tony-Baloney is getting some courage in his senior years (he is now 12)
