Today we got to see Meredith's cousin Susan, and her son Finn. He is just one year old now and loved me at first sight. Meredith gave me a bully stick to chew (one of my most favorite things!) and so I let Finn pet me, pat me, and judge my overall fuzziness level.
Oh, I'm quite fuzzy, actually. I've got hair instead of fur and it is extremely soft. Meredith saves it from when she gives me hair cuts and brushes me. She is planning to have it sent away and made into yarn so that she can knit a scarf. (Between you and me I think that is kinda funny because she doesn't even know how to knit!)