Well it’s a big day here. The FG is celebrating his birthday. The big 2. Now if he was a human, we could expect the Terrible Twos. I think we have already endured the Wild Ones. I must say, though, that he IS beginning to settle down. A bit. The other night when my human went to take me and Einstein out for our last pee, she must have been really tired – because she didn’t close the interior door. And just as we turned to come back in, the screen door burst open and out came the FG. And it was dark out. And he was FREEEEEEE. My human had visions of him bolting for the woods and ending up as a porcupine pin cushion. She whisked us into the house, and calmly went out to get him. She sweetly said “sit” at a distance of about 10 feet and she nearly passed out when he did! She calmly walked over to him, he wagged his tail and let her guide him back into the house. So I guess he IS maturing.