After work today, we took Enzo out to pick up the dogs and grab Friday night burritos. The woman at the counter actually understood that their standard giant 3 lb burrito wasn't what I wanted for Enzo. He got a nice sized one, and ate all the way home in the back seat.

Jack was driving his ATV up he street when we got home, so off Enzo went down the block. Enzo and Jack ran around in the yard on the corner. I can tell they both want to just duke it out, wrestle, and hit each other with sticks (all in good fun), but we never let them get in to it. Enzo got upset when I took his stick away. He threw it on the ground, somehow poking himself right in the eye. We walked back home crying, but recovered soon.

It was getting very late, so we watched a little Milo & Otis, before bath and bed.