YES. That there is the back half of a rat. My loving cross-eyed cat displayed that business all over my driveway this afternoon. I know she does it to show affection but y'all know my issues with animals and well, varmint butts just ain't my love language.

Faith and Ethan ran a 5K on New Year's Eve at midnight. They were all into it, and trained together (if you call four runs, two of which ended in fights, training) and had a blast doing it. They both kinda caught the bug and want to run more races in the future. I was so proud of them. Harris stood on the sidelines, gripping his hot chocolate and repeating the phrase,"My hands are transforming into ice cubes!" about a hundred times. This was his version of cheering them on. His face in the below photo pretty much sums it up.
I really love those guys'
guts! (Just thought I'd bring this post full circle.)