bitter battle

We unpacked our wall of boxes this weekend. Mom spent a whole rainy Thursday with us - shlepping, sorting, and shelving between 20 and 30 banana boxes of books. Yesterday, we brought out the 30 other boxes of beloved life treasures. Much hilarity ensued, as did a protracted struggle between Crisfield and what can only be described as an Air Trout.

Beware: they're in the air!

At first, they're all congenial...a little ear-tickle, maybe?

Then - attack!

Grrr, argh!

Get back here!

Air Trout does not suffer cowards!