I need a night off and you need some puppy pics.
That’s the mattress from a camp bed and we’ve got it folded around the end of the sofa to stop her setting up covert operations under the sofa. I am going to be SO GLAD when she gets too big to fit under the sofa (and under the tallboy at the cottage. I keep stuff under there). Of course she will then be too big to fit in my lap too.
. . . And with that I leave you to rejuvenate yourselves from Crushing Adorableness in whatever way seems best to you. Saltines and ginger ale. Rhinoceros wrestling. A quick reread of CALCULUS: LATE TRANSCENDENTALS. Nighty-night.
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