
Poor buddy still has a black eye from last weekend's spill out of his little toy car. :(

Big snuggles. . .

In a move that was very out of character, Nolan brought his piano outside and proceeded to perform several songs for Phil. It was really sweet, and it reminded me of how my dad was always a pet magnet when I was a kid, which was so weird since he was horribly allergic to cats. :)
Thanks again, Dad!
1 comment:
Ouch! that eye!
Poor dude...
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