Yesterday we went to Baltimore. Today, Mike gave me another lesson in driving a standard transmission car, in what is popularly known as the Gumpmobile. I am doing exceptionally well, except for the part where I never actually drove on a road yet. But I am doing excellently in a parking lot. There were a few times when I (a) popped the clutch, or (b) rode the clutch, but I never (c) stalled, or (d) hit anything. And by the end, my shifting was much improved, so I call it a success.

In between those two things, we saw Moxie again. She has gotten a little bigger, but is still pretty petite. She also ignores me consistently in favor of her favorite non-Buddy person in the world - Rob. Rob says, "It's a black thing."

Why are you pointing that light at me, silly human?

Do you ever plan to pet me?

Let me investigate your bag full of delicate photographic equipment.

If you must continue, at least let me pose properly.

I am Queen Moxie. Worship me, puny humans.

Insolent girl! You dare to interfere with my Rob time!