This week I was cleaning and before I could put Bingo's beds back . . .
|Zzzzzz . . . .|
We've been v. vigilant in our Flea Abolishment Program; which means that I spritz Bingo with cedar oil spray (or some combination of lemon, peppermint, etc.) She is not a fan, tho. And as soon as she saw me reaching for the bottle, she squeezed behind the table & under a chair:
|This is going to sound silly--but doesn't she look like Jerry Seinfeld here? Or is it just me? OK, then. Moving on.|
|She's getting used to the camera. She's rockin' that empty-celebrity-glazed-stare look.|
|One of Rita's lawn ornies. So cute!|
|Is there any doubt that she loves dogs?|
|Bingo hanging out in the back yard.|
|Dana in front, Roy--Usurper of Bingo's dog bed, in back.|
Then we get back home:
|Zzzzz . . . .|
|I woke her with the camera--sort of.|
Speaking of sleep, here's Bingo woofing it up this afternoon in the office:Rapid Eye Movement and she's dreaming. She's twitching her feet. Catch the squirrel, Bingo! Catch the squirrel! SO CUTE!