Vermin

Attack!

Stone and Sophie, or, as the paparazzi call them, "Stophie", wreaked havoc on Palo Alto this afternoon. They took turns securing their respective positions as "only child", making quick work of the restaurant where we ate lunch.
At one point Sophie unloaded a mouthful of tofu onto the floor while Stone was busy knocking over a full glass of water and screeching like a howler monkey.
Charming.
We accidently drank too much (coffee), took a long and blister-inducing walk, and one of us ended up naked with poop on his leg.
By the time we left for home, we were all sticky and sweaty and slightly nauseated.
So, yeah.
It was a pretty good date by my standards.