sorry…
My sweet girl Beatrice has premature Spring fever. She played a little bit too long outside today and was covered in mud. How could I be upset with a face like this?
It’s okay, Bea, I forgive you.
And yeah, I know, she is in our tub. We have no other choice but to scrub her down here… so the bath tub got a really good scrubbing too. Simon would not let me do anything else until I brought out the cleaner and rid the tub of dog germs.
Oh boy.
I need to make some coffee.