He played with his ball...
He chewed his bone...
He found an abandoned cat toy he liked (which he subsequently destroyed)...
He stole my Gatorade (I only turned away for a second!)...
And he tried to play with Little Man, but I wisely kept the glass between them as long as possible. (When they finally met face to face in the late afternoon, Moose got smacked in the face! Luckily, there was no visible damage and Moose was unphased. Little Man was out of sorts, though.)
Thanks for coming over, Moose! I had so much fun!
