Brandy is tired of waiting for the end of this week.

I call this, My Morning Doomscroll

This dog.

Ruff day.

I had hard time choosing just one.

Lest you think only Brandy is ridiculous, here’s Gracie from this morning.

This dog.

My dogs have a hard life.

This is a look.

Taking up fully 1/3 of the couch, bundled up.

Didn’t even make it to the sun spot.

My life is so hard. I beg for bacon 20 times a day but successful only twice. Maybe three times if I trick one of the suckers

Grandma! Give us bacon!!!

Good mornings!

“Not bed, sun!”

“Come spend time with us.”

Spent our extra Leap Day recharging after some travel and cuddling.

We moved her bed to be in the sun because she likes to lay out in the warmth. Of course she chooses to lay right next to the bed instead.

I sprained my leg and now I is trauma.

Immovable object, opposes all motion once business is complete.

Balance is having 8 feet of couch and giving your dogs 6 of it.

Brandy likes to hide away her face when she’s feeling snuggly.