Gracie

I'm not an animal lover. Pets are usually a pain in the behind. When it comes to animals in the house--not a big fan. Most of you know that we have inherited Jeff's basset hound...at least until Jeff is out of training and settled in his new job, new territory, own house. I may not profess to love dogs, but Gracie is a heart-stealer. And I AM compassionate. The temperature has dropped down into the single digits the last two nights and Gracie has accomplished the unimaginable. Not only was she allowed in the house, but at her insistence, she has also managed to claim one of the living room chairs as her very own. The first night, she milled around the house looking for a good spot, even though I had strategically placed a rug and blanket on the spot I thought would be perfect. Next morning, I found her on the chair. So this has been her perch ever since. Last night she went straight for the chair when Neal started getting ready for bed.

Is there a problem?


Getting comfy.


Drifting....drifting....


And.....she's gone.