Tuesday, September 20, 2011
laundry day
Sixty-nine degrees out, the lady said on the radio when tiny chumley burrowed himself deep inside the steaming pile of linens that he found fresh from the dryer on the kitchen floor.
ahhh, thanks for covering me with your down jacket, mom. if anybuddy calls for me can u please tell them that i am busy? :)
Something tells me that this is going to be a very long winter for one little sausage boy.
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"Mebbe ur mom can get u a snuggie fer dogs. My Auntie Keren's daughter Gilah got me my pink one - she said to get in touch wif my feminine side, whateber DAT means!" Guinness
"An' hey, dat means George is comin' out to play! yippie skippy!"
Is that your nose.... What a great place to stay warm... It's still in the 80s down here. I have trouble identifying with the down jacket.
Have a great day.
pawhugs, Max
Jasper has been staying longer under the covers in the morning, too. He likes to snuggle all the time, but the winter weather makes him snuggle even more... I love it:)
Stay warm Baxter!!
hee hee guinness, i WISH george were coming out. mom says not until the highs are only in the low 60s or so. methinks i will put an ice cube on the thermometer.
yep max it is my nose! maybe u could send some o dat warm weather back up here? :)
oh yes miss amy mom n dad love it when i snuggle with them too! but they do wish they could see more of me in the winter. maybe this year mom will make me a down jacket too! :) b
Oh Baxter - your own down jacket. Should have leggings too. Would be very handsome. Maybe in Camo.
Ali only has a few short months here in AZ to burrow. Although even when it is 114 outside she still loves that laundry pile.
I heat towels in the dryer when she gets a bath and then wrap her up. She is too old to run around and drip dry now. She comes out in a couple hours perfectly coifed and dry. Wish I could do that trick.
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