Griffin loves to hang out in the yard. Now we just leave the back door open so he can free range.
We have a picnic blanket in the garden and Griffin likes to sit on it, watch dragonflies, birds and planes while he plays Bug Fingers.
He roams around in the artichokes.
He wears an undershirt and gi-normous pink shades because he's terribly hip. You should see his tattoos.
This is his worried face. Sometimes the squirrels don't come when he chitters. Ungrateful furry bastards.
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That first photo of Griffin is now my new favorite of him. What a cutie!
He's now truly a little boy.
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