Saturday, February 28, 2009

Bubba, meet Daisy.

In which I make no excuses for the condition of my room but instead just delight in the bad behavior of two dogs.

Daisy is allowed on beds. Bubba is not. I think he finds that extremely unfair, as would I. It was fabulous last night to have a nice, warm doggo curled up in the crook that my bent knees make when I sleep on my side.