My poor brother slid into second base and broke his leg in three places, needed surgery, and is laid up on all sorts of narcotics while he heals. I guess he has had much better Memorial holidays. He missed out on Buddy playing chess at the annual family picnic:

My dog can move! She was running to see me. 🙂

Tonight David met a puppy who had been a stray in a rough part of town. He doesn’t have a name yet but if he keeps being this cute he’ll have a permanent home soon.