The academic year is four weeks young, and already we have received two notes home, a call from the principal, and an invitation from the school psychologist to participate in a “social skills” group which is, I gather, a sort of finishing school for kindergartners.
But! He is awfully cute, no?
Already this one has more disciplinary actions entered into his permanent record than the rest of the family put together, and yes that includes Dog’s six-week stint in obedience school.
Luckily, the academics are going pretty well. That’s important; with years of confinement ahead of him, he should be capable of producing a literate manifesto.