BFF

Colby is not eligible for the Red Cross babysitting course; our local list of offerings clearly indicates you must be eleven to enroll in the training class. (Colby's birthday is approaching, and he'll turn eight at the end of May). But perhaps it's a good thing he's a delinquent babysitter; otherwise I might decide to leave him in charge and head for the nearest highway, attempting escape much the same way Colby does when we inadvertently leave the backyard gate open...
Although he isn't qualified to take care of Cel and Tuck, Colby's more than qualified to care for them. He's uber-empathetic, accompanying their cries with languishing, low howls. And he's agreeable to sharing toys, will trade his red ball for their squeaky giraffe (see top). He shares his dog food too (see above), tidies up the floor around the highchair and licks messy faces clean. He even acts as a "stop" on one side, to assist with diaper changes once babies begin to roll, or as a pillow when they're working on sitting up (see below).It's true, dogs do make the best of friends.
JEB