That's right, my little monster attacked a two inch beatle this morning while we were gracing the outdoors with our ... well okay, he was gracing -- I was standing around wondering if the breeze could pick up a little. Anyway, this beatle was great fun until it latched onto his lip and he ran around pawing and rubbing his face on the ground trying to get it off. I could hardly stop laughing long enough to help him get it off. Of course by the time I got a hold of him to help he'd managed the job on his own. I distracted him for a minute or so while the big mean beetle made its way under the steps once again. Dog free. Not that it stopped Indie from charging around looking for the beetle once again. Apparently lip bitting doesn't stop him from wanting to play.
In other news I've started updating Coffee and Chocolate again.