B and I have both been home for days. We are starting to get silly.
Like, really silly. Taking pictures of what our dog would look like mounted on the wall and laughing for a half hour silly.
The best part of this picture is how she is looking straight at you with the Jim Halpert look.
Meanwhile, I am trying to knit stripes and he is sharpening knives. The doors and windows are open because the fireplace was leaking smoke into the living room, so we are bundled up and cursing.
He goes back to work tomorrow, so we can resume some level of sanity here. I hope.