The Chronicles of Oliver Riddick

Now that my back is healed, I get more floor time with Oliver!  He's discovered that I kind of suck at throwing his ball. When I throw it, you just never know WHERE its going to land.  Last night, it landed on my own head.  So we just gently roll it back and forth to each other.

He doesn't care HOW we play with his tennis ball, just as long as we are playing with it.

And this....this picture below?  THIS is true love....when he gives you his dirty, slimy green tennis ball.  That's love, folks.

Carpe' diem!