Thanksgiving and canine-recognized personhood

On Thursday Wyatt enjoyed his first Thanksgiving very much at Mayra and Gorm's place. The food was incredible -- he tried hard but didn't get to taste anything, poor baby!

In other important news... Recently the baby has been staring at Rusty fixedly for long periods, reaching toward him at every opportunity, and sometimes even grabbing a little fistful of dog fur. After months of doubt, Rusty has officially decided that the odd, noisy, sometimes-stinky cuteness is actually a person. He ceremoniously bestowed this new status on Wyatt by trying to play fetch with him, presenting him very graciously with the red jack. We took it away before Wyatt could try to eat it, though I'm sure he'll manage before long.

And this last picture is just funny. Like father, like son!