One Harley, six dogs. Life with our crazy canines.
I got off work early for Christmas Eve. I am sitting in my recliner with a cozy sweater on and a soft blanket on my lap. Basil and Cheddar are on my lap (they all love soft blankets) engaged in a wrestling match. This makes it a bit of a challenge to type, but since when did living with a pack of dogs make things easier? Caramel is vigorously chewing a bone in the recliner next to me, and Nibbler is lying at my feet, stretched on his side and fast asleep. Tamale is napping with my husband in the other room.
To me, this is just about the perfect way to spend a Christmas Eve-day. Merry Christmas everyone.