Terrier rule, Beagles drool

Staking claim to the window sofa. Prime spot for barking at passing cats duty. In the evening the sofa of choice is the three seater with me. The rest of the family have to squash up on the two seaters. Spoilt pooches? No...

plot twist to tackling housework post injury. I hoovered the stairs then most of the lounge when the vacuum stopped working. I think it's a plot by the husband-nurse to stop me overdoing it Not long after that a friend rang to ask if I was free for a spontaneous lunch out. That's better than housework any day