Better

Two pretty cool things happened on Monday. Jax limped outside to pee and as he walked by Michelle's Jeep he smelled a squirrel. He stood up on two legs with his top legs on the tire, smelling limping round the Jeep, under the Jeep, then he stood in front of the Jeep with his tail wagging wanting someone to open the hood. I did, and lifted him up, and he was Jax again.

Later in the day I put my gloves on to begin unloading wood and Jax got all excited thinking we were getting ready to glove fight. He's coming back only a week after all the damage.