I even miss muddy paws...Coffee is ready. Got boxes moved upstairs yesterday for my sister snd made some room on her covered deck. Going back this morning to do whatever needs doing. I put the visiting dogs out this morning, Carson refused to come out of my bedroom. I’ll have to crate the visitors today, at home they have a doggy door, but not here. Sammy the pug is loving the hole Carson dug under the porch and that the rains filled with water. The little bundle of boundless enthusiasm comes tearing back in, filthy, muddy and wet. I catch him and put him in the crate until he dries out.
Cleo