Bruce changed his clothes again.

Bruce slept in Kate's room last night (in his cage, of course). Why didn't we think of this before? Kate's not an easy child to put to sleep. Ever. One of her most repeated requests is to sleep in our room because she doesn't want "to sleep all alone." Last night she had the great idea of bringing Bruce's cage to her nightstand because then, in her words, "I won't have to sleep alone." Brilliant, Kate! That's just what we did. This morning, she ran upstairs, Bruce in hand, to inform me that he had moved back into his shark shell. I guess he likes it better than the tiger outfit -- despite the loss of his tail, a broken nose, and a hairline fracture running the length of his shell.