Some say we don't post enough photos of Grady. Here's what I say back to you.

Fingers are good. Turkey Day at Uncle Rogers. More Turkey. It was good. Mom and me in Fort Bragg. Still on the beach. I fell asleep. Beautiful. Wanna buy an apple? How 'bout a paper? It's only a nickel! A nickel! Yessssss! I feel pretty darn cute! Whoop-ah! The parents promised not to show this picture to anyone. And so begins a long line of disappointments. New shirt. Grandma - at Christmas. Dad is still stunned at my arrival. Christmas day, Oh. Ah. I hold the leash. Oh, Christmas tree full of endlessly fascinating lights. Hello. Hello again. Am I cute, or what? Born lucky. Still born lucky. And always will be born lucky. And very happy about it to boot!