Ok, the pictures were taken during the vortex, but whatta gonna do? I had a captive doggie and at the time he looked so damned cute, what was I to do?
One bed. One stolen blanket. One bed cushion. Second bed. Whatever it takes to make him comfortable, we will turn a blind eye to the mess he makes.
Time to rearrange.
Sleepy, but handsome.
Hey, if he had the blanket, I was going to make sure he was warm. Like I said earlier in the week, the sunroom isn't well insulated and no reason he shouldn't be comfortable.
He never did quite put it together that sub-zero temps meant no walks. Not that he wasn't patiently waiting for one to happen.
Oh well, I had a 6 second video to upload too, but it won't take - and I can't figure out why. Maybe it will work next Saturday.
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