It's raining: watching movies, and wondering is it time to unplug?
So, I sit here on a Sunday morning. We have had a rainy weekend. Ok, we seem to have only had rain as of late. Frank went to Austin for an appointment, and I was home alone with our four-legged kids. DaisyBelle handled the single parent with ease. She has experience knowing Frank will be back and confident of my ability to continue to feed her on a regular schedule, meet her scheduled walks, and wait patiently for his return. Lucky was fine also but a little less accepting, I must say. During the day, she didn't see me as an adequate replacement for Frank for the scheduled cuddles in the morning. They have a schedule, and I was not allowed to fit into hers. My role in her life was the same, but at night she found the back of my leg at sleeping time. Actually, she and DaisyBelle decided that the bed size and extra space were not significant, as they teamed up to confine me to one spot on our bed between them, and all was well. That said, it was raining. I might have mentioned