Tomorrow I'm going to a small writer's conference just around the corner and over the river and hop and a skip and a jump. I'm looking forward to it. They're having Chick-fil-a for lunch. It really doesn't take more than that for me.
What about you? Big plans?
I call this one: Jack, Resting.
It was after I picked him up on Sunday (in a Chick-fil-a parking lot, no less, to complete the handoff).
He was pooped from his sojourn in the country.
And it shows the strength (color's good) and the weakness (too far away) of the iPhone camera. Plus, he's cuddling his toy while he just hangs out in the backyard.
Yeah, it's cute until it's 4:03 a.m. and you find a warm nose in your ear. Technically, it's still cute but slightly less entertaining then.
Hope you're all planning fun weekends!
2 comments:
I think Jack has accomplished resting. ;)
Cindy, you are so right! He's so good at it he could put it on his resume. He could testify as an expert. He's got it down, this resting in a boneless, smushy lump.
Susan J. mentioned it looks like his corners are rounding out. And they are. I know the formula well: lots of food + lots of resting = rounded corners
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