Last week was pretty productive.  I got a wild hair and decided to completely revamp the formal dining room…since it was hideous before, anything I could have done equals total improvement. The pups approve of the changes, and if you ask them, they did all the work.

Jerks.  I love those faces. 

My Lap is a Bed


I’m not real clear on how this was comfortable, but since Niko was in this position for many minutes, it must have been.  It was either comfort or a protest against watching Ghostbusters instead of football in the theatre (in my defense, the guys were in the family room with NFL on, so he could have watched in there, but I’d already won fantasy football, so there was no point in continuing to watch my points skyrocket).

He’s terribly smart, too.  I noticed he’d jumped up from the right side of the recliner, which meant he’d have to step on the button to turn on this blanket.  I noticed my legs warming a couple minutes after he’d snuggled in, and thought to myself, “This is Michiyo Jr. right here…I’m in for a world of trouble.”  Now that I’m thinking back, they do spend an awful lot of time just sitting next to one another; I wonder what secrets she’s sharing..?