Another stealth attack on the food and water bowls overnight! I could hear Mojo up in the middle of the night and was wishing he'd decide to venture out into our part of the house, but not yet.
As Ben, his foster dad, has reminded us ... the smallest thing is a big mark of progress with Mojo, and for me, that was having him sit up for me as soon as I opened the back door early this morning. He was ready for his close-up with a snowy yard. So out we went, and he went, but found the sounds of cars zipping by on a slushy road a bit unsettling. He was quickly ready for the safety of his corner.
But Jay woke up looking foward to some one-on-one time with his boy, so off they went for a few laps around the back forty. It's hard to see that tail, but it's totally moving in the right direction!
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