|Susan's leg is mending.. after six months.|
Good thing Susan is back in the dog walk rotation because Boy#1 is gone on some canoe trip up north.
|Sooo much gear to pack to survive in the tundra. But it all fit in the end.|
Word is that where Boy#1 is headed, there are musk oxen and caribou and bugs the size of chihuahuas. Funny way to spend a summer, if you ask me.
My main hobby is nearly as challenging as surviving 40+ days in the wilderness: adding permissible furniture to my repertoire.
|Deck chairs are for Carmella.|
|This deck chair has been permissible for awhile. But not sharing is the key.|
Recently, Susan and Dave have expanded onto the front porch. It used to be filled with toys. Now it is a breezy, bug-free place to lounge. Looks comfy, right? But not for Carmella!
|All the new porch furniture is NOT for Carmella. (Stupid cats.)|
|The BENCH on the porch seems to be OK. And I can guard the house from here.|
|The cats think THEY are guarding the house. Puleeze!|
|The cats weren't using their cat bed...|
|Same story. I am sticking with it.|
|If my peeps would buy me a bed like this one, I might be content.|
|OK, movie night is the best! Equal seating for all!|
|I guess I am a a pretty lucky dog!|
Rumor has it, Dave and Susan have a new California King bed arriving in July. Plenty of room for ME. Right?