kitty perching

Much can be learned from the ways of a little dachshund. Enjoy the company of others. Behold the glory and warmth of sunlight. Persistence, above all else.

These three things come together nicely for Baxter on mornings when I am sewing in the dining room. While NPR chatters away in the background and the Pfaff whirs away, Baxter trundles over to politely stare at me, and by doing so submits his request for permission and assistance to hop on the ottoman that is his kitty perch to the backyard.

I have the feeling Baxter loves the simplicity of his summer morning routine . From his perch, he can doze lazily in the warming sun. Keep mom company. Receive an occasional tummy rub and kiss. Stand alert to watch for backyard cotton tailed intruders. Rinse and repeat until lunchtime. Ah yes, life from the kitty perch, can it get any better?