Saturday, April 10, 2010

Tired Tulip {rare words, those!}

Exhausted after a day in Miss Angela's kiddie pools {of which I got the report that she was such a crazy banshee the other dogs stopped playing and simply stared at her. She tends to have that affect!} and helping Jessie plant the bathtub garden.


She found her favorite squeaky squirrel from her Parm, positioned it under her chinny-chin-chin and just laid. Not moving. Not closing her eyes. Just still.