That's my boy

This evening I was walking Grady along a quiet path in the neighborhood where we seldom see anyone. As it turns out, we happened to pass just one person this evening, and right as he walked past, as if on cue...Grady farted audibly. That's the kind of thing Gretchen has been missing out on all these months.

[I know you're thinking "oh, sure--blame it on the dog", but if you know Grady you know it's a very Grady thing to do.]