Deacon is loving the sunshine. He lays in the grass (when he's not digging it up: don't mention that to Mark. sigh) and just hangs out. Happy dog.
Lire on the other hand looks for a lap to sit in and cuddle up. Doug is her favorite target.
Steven is too busy playing video games to have a cat sit in his lap.
And Deacon just hangs out. I haven't got the heart to tell him it's suppose to rain tomorrow.
He'll find out soon enough.