As we get going here, I might as well introduce the main players. I’ll do reverse order. This is Linus. He is 6 months old and at the moment I’m concerned by fast breathing because I left him unattended for the 40 minutes I spent trying to figure out how to post and found him eating a small, cloth figure my grandmother probably got in Tijuana in the 80s. I think there were two (unsure) but there was only one when I found him. He is happy and confident, and smart. The picture is from the other morning. He loves the beach more than the ocean and birds even more than tennis balls. And I love him.