While Diesel was away at the vet the week before last, Rigby got special house privileges. While his tormentor was away at daycare, Rigby got to hang out upstairs with Finn and I.
He sure is cute, that Rigby. Finn, too.
Rigby pretends Finn isn’t right next to him.
Rigby tries to identify the cooing, kicking lifeform.
Forced to sit and stay–Rigby, not Finn. Finn is free to go as soon as he can roll over and crawl.
One more sniff to make sure it isn’t food.