Dallas was on a toot Sunday. He presented himself to me shirtless and made me "coffee" at his kitchen. He proceeded to spill "coffee" all over the floor and Laine kept him in ample supply. Finally he was on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor. Funny!!
Shea and Laine and I went upstairs to play games and Dallas appeared with a shirt on this time, but no pants. He didn't know why he didn't have pants on. I didn't persue the matter.
Then we went to the barn to see Shea's steer, Elvis and Laine's bottle calf, Combine. I also got to see their kitties for the first time.