Got home from William Holland about 1:30 AM Saturday, and I am still tired. I worked all day Saturday, and half a day yesterday, and am finally off today.
And, somewhere in there I managed to pick Bailey up at the kennel, where they evidently made him forget all my house rules, as he now tries to take Baby outside, and he snuck his soccer ball into the bedroom last night!
I was off in my studio taking photos, and when I returned to the bedroom to upload them, I didn't even notice what he was chewing on the bed (how could I miss that?) until he started bouncing it off my right leg!
Who can resist that face, though?