A Tale of Two Canines

First of all - thanks for everyone's sweet comments and e-mails on my last post. I'm still feeling pretty melancholy, but life must go on, right?!

So as promised (although a day later than I intended) here is a recap of Labor Day...

On Friday night Daisy and B dropped off Mr. Rhett Butler to spend the weekend at our house.

At first he was not so sure about being in a new house. And spent a few hours at the door crying, waiting for his mom and dad to come back.

(yes, my entry way is also apparently a shoe closet)

But he and Elle quickly remembered that they are best buds and took some laps up and down the halls and then things were better.

After tearing through the halls, it was time to sit on the couch and watch the tube:

And Rhett Butler joined me in some tweeting and internet surfing:

And watched some shows too



Then it was time for treats!!! Rhett Butler said "I'm gonna take my treat under here, where you can't get any! nah-nah-nah-nah-boo-boo!"

And Elle said "why u no want to sharez wif me? iz nice to sharez! and howz u fitz under der?"

(no fear - Elle had her own treat, she just finished it in one gulp while RB took his time)

After treats came naptime. Elle remembered from her visit to Camp Daisy how great Rhett Butler's tiny bed is!  Even though her giant bed was laying empty right next to it.



And Rhett Butler said "she haz tha dumbz. Why would u lay on EITHER of those beds when this giant couch is wiiiiide open?!"

And then when the weekend was over... Daisy and B returned from California to pick Rhett Butler up, and Elle Woods was very very sleepy. And probably glad to have her couch back.

THE END.