Whilst outside the other day (letting the dog out) I turned around to see Rigg at the door.
Licking the door.
Licking...not just smushing his face against the glass with his tongue out...
but actually licking the glass.
After a brief pause where I threw-up in my mouth a little (because...sigh... I cannot remember the last time the glass was cleaned)
I laughed so hard I doubled over, because...