Last night, I found some bubbles in the spare bedroom. I let Taft see them and of course he cold not wait to use them. I told him we could go outside and blow them, not thinking that it was already dark. He didn't mind at all. We had the garage lights on and he had great time.
I love that Taft is such a sweet boy and he finally learned to blow the bubbles. He let me blow a few for him to chase. Then the night was topped of by the new neighbor bringing his dogs out and letting Taft pet them. They seemed friendly but Pit Bulls never really put me at ease.