With the arrival of Owen in the house, my ability to get things done has fallen by the wayside. If I have a chance to take a shower, I consider it an accomplishment. In the past month or so I've had pictures that I planned to use for blog posts, but those posts were never written.
For example, my parents were here twice helping out, and each time they brought their Tibetan Terrier, Nellie. For some reason, the only picture I managed to take of Nellie while she was here is this one:
It's not the most ladylike of positions, and if I were a good sister, I probably wouldn't post it. Sorry, Nellie! I'm sure you were doing other things while you were here besides lying with limbs akimbo on my living room floor!
And at one point towards the end of our unpacking after the move, I had piled a few boxes on top of Dorothy's dog kennel. Plum decided to make a home in one, like a little furry purple hobo:
There is nothing a cat likes more than a new place to sleep!