Last night, Abby was barking at Maddox who had a beef knuckle and wasn't about to share. I go out to stop her and they are laying side by side. When I interrupted them they looked at me like this . . . we weren't doing anything wrong, just cuddling and being quiet.
I'm recovering from a 13 hour work day yesterday. I don't want to work this morning, and yet I know if I don't work I will regret it and cause myself more 13 hour work days in the future. So I'm cleaning. It's a nice compromise that ends in a very rare clean house. I'm still actively trying to find a house cleaner. After cleaning up the gigantic mess that photographing cards brings to my house, I am in no mood to keep cleaning everything else . . . but here I go.
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