What dog doesn’t love having gutted soft toys balanced on his head?

If Buzz didn’t like ripping their guts out so much, he’d have more to chew on…

Robert relaxes by the pool: sort of.

As close as I get to “sunbathing”

Despite this look, he made me some very fine meals including marinated steaks on the Vice President’s grill (one of two–oooh, luxury) — yum! At night we could hear the music from the Duchess County Fair (oh boy, Foreigner!). Alas, my idleness is over: classes (and departmental meetings) start tomorrow. The autumn arrives with a shock every year.