Yeats is home! I got a picture of her right as she squatted to poop on the wood floor. Our new life has begun.
So much like any baby--eat, play, poop, sleep. Then the same cycle all over again. Funny how it wears me out. Just watching her, bending over with her, tuckers me out. I napped twice with her!
She cute and funny, with her puppy bloated belly. She slides on our wood floor, feet tuck her, chin on ground, up and going. She plays hard and briefly before she tuckers.
Today, until now (she's asleep on the rug under my feet), I've gotten nothing done. Tomorrow, I must plan some meals, buy some food, work on revising my story so I can submit it, and do some work from home. . .hope Yeats is agreeable to my plans! (And Hubby)
December 13th, 2017 Not A Bad Thing
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