Laundry Day

I have two regular laundry helpers in my house. I wish I could tell you that they were my two teenagers, but that would be a lie. No, the two who help every single day are Purl the Greyhound and Quincy the cat, pictured below.


Of course, their version of “help” is different than mine. I used to blame the kids for being sloppy and not picking up after themselves. Then I caught Purl and Quincy in the act. They find the most odorous items and carry them out to the front room. The favorite spot is under the dining room table. Thankyouverymuch.

This was a new one though — Quincy lounging on the laundry basket.

LaundryDay2015-06-16-08.29Argos the Greyhound sleeps. And sweet Barnie the cat? Check out his other job.



Sharing Is Hard

Every morning my pets juggle and struggle for prime sunbeam location. I’ve posted a few photos on Instagram where the pets shared the sunbeams, sometimes successfully and sometimes not — here and here and here.

And the one time Quincy got the whole sunbeam thing backwards.

I Love You But…

The morning sun time is short. The window panes are skinny. This creates a pet-puzzle every morning.

Here is a closer look.





Then the sun moved on. The pets retreated to their favorite beds and couches.

Until tomorrow.