Day Three Hundred and Eighty Eight

I had a nice evening on my patio last night. There were a lot of frogs. I cannot chase them. Zita says I am too big and would hurt them. Oh well.  I think thunder makes frogs. After lots of thunder there are lots of frogs. It is known.

It was hot today so I had lots of ice. That is good.  We played throw my Red Ball. Craig is still too stubborn. He says I am stubborn. He is wrong. Ha. 

Emmet and Craig went to Uncle Bill's house to give him presents for his very old birthday. That is nice. Getting presents is nice. Presents are like treats. Just bigger.