When we got home, we all went outside to enjoy the day. All except Rip, that is. Here's what I found when I came in to see where he was:
Oh, the hearth is so cool.
Who needs an ex-pen. I'll just rest here for a minute.
The view from another angle.
No recognition from Rip that I was even around...
I went back outside and came back ~45 minutes later:
After another 45 minutes:
After about 2 hours he ended up flopped on the floor. He's now outside lounging with his brother & sister.