(In the garden. Not the show.  Nor the... nevermind).
Contemplating the role of poisen ivy in the Universe. 
Our little vagabond
We hadn't been up on the hill in, um, a whole season.  
But it was green & the neighbors didn't complain.
Nonetheless it looks like Seymour is plotting his next meal. 
Busy day - the big dogs got a bath too.  This one escaped... for now.