Our number two cat is the sweetest animal I've owned. Our number one dog is figuring that out. The cat always lets the dog play and bite and maul, only using his claws once in self-defense in the last nine months. This picture is from a typical morning. While I'm slaving away, the animals are doing this.
Or this.
But sometime in between the two pictures, someone did this.
WHY was a roll of toilet paper on the bedroom floor?
WHY is a Big Boggle game on the living room couch?
WHY are work files on the living room floor?
And, WHY did the text in this post suddenly become blue and underlined as I added pictures?
Imponderables, all.
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