Working at home, on the bed, with my feet up like a good little mommy to be. Then you have P.Potts, the super mutt who demands my attention as soon as I settle into the throne of pillows I have creatd to prop up this pregnant body. Yeesh! How can you say no to that face? Anyone?
Sorry swollen ankels, looks like it is time for a quick walk. Otherwise this dog is going to try and help you write your artilces, which might in fact be better than you writing them. Hmm, what a dilema.