Buried Treasure

We went over to my Mom’s tonight for my Dad’s birthday. She invited Illa as well, and he enjoyed himself. He especially enjoyed finding the dog biscuits my Mom’s dog had buried in the backyard. He also marked nearly every square inch (only outside, thank goodness).

We had steak and salad for dinner, and chocolate cake for dessert. We stayed chatting for a good long while. It was too bad my sister couldn’t join us, maybe next month.