Serena swears that a dog's brain does not descend from heaven until they are two. I heartily agree with this but perhaps Knox received part of his a few days ago. He's actually been pretty good the last few days. However, we never know which Knox we're going to get: teenager Knox, two year old Knox, old fogie Knox, manaic-chew-everything-in-sight Knox...still, he's cute huh? Jason mowed this morning and Knox took great delight in running his collie circles in the freshly mowed grass. Hence, the green paws.