Stoutpup

Even though we live in a two bedroom apartment, once in a while I have one of those moments where I can’t find the dog and have the two second freak-out. You know, the kind where you realize you left your purse in the booth you were sitting at in the restaurant half an hour ago. Your heart rate shoots through the roof and you start sweating. Well today I couldn’t find Lucy who usually is just right by my side. I had to do a double take and then I noticed a tiny face peeking out from beneath all the covers on the bed.