You had a better morning than I did! I woke up sicker than last night with some kind of URI, all clogged up and feeling like my head was full of wet rags. Wyatt was barking, barking, barking in his crate at 5AM. When I went in I saw that, in my state of feeling miserable last night, I had forgotten to secure the tray of the crate, so he had peed and pooped on the newspapers, then shoved them and the tray out, and pulled a throw rug in with him. It was covered as well. But he was very glad to see me, so getting him out of the crate and holding his little wagging, wriggling body while he gave me kisses just about made up for the mess I had to clean up. Of course the girls were barking their fool heads off because he had been barking, and they were afraid he was getting more attention than they were. Don't you wish you had had a camera to snap a close-up of Miss Beverly gazing into your eyes?
Ann on Feb 10 at 09:28 AM