You gotta love them! I thought Elvis was in the foyer looking out the side window and I went to check on him to be sure that's all he was up to...low and behold, he had gotten into my artificial topiary with artificial moss and the moss was everywhere, including his moustache!! I told him he was bad, but laughed to myself. And while I'm on a roll about Elvis' antics, he has now begun to shake the dickens out of any clothing that comes near him, whether I'm changing clothes or folding fresh laundry...what a struggle! He's so full of mischief now that he's five months old!
