I drove to the Wal-Mart in Massena and came home to find a certain giant poodle hiding behind my coats. Can you guess who had pooped on the living room floor while I was out? I felt so sorry for him that I didn't even yell:
And we all took a Sunday afternoon nap. Wally and Winky have so much trouble going up and down the stairs, that I let them stay down there, sleeping on their floor pillows:
At dinnertime, I got a few dog photos. Madeline:
Wally:
Winky:
And Seamus. He's not too big to make use of the floor pillows. In fact, he has bigger ones but seems to prefer the little pillows. Perhaps that's because his little buddies use them:
Fergus, Madeline, Winky and Wally at dinner. They all take turns politely and never quarrel:
This is my sparsely furnished living room. I don't know what else I'll put in there. Certainly not anything covered with cloth - not with all my dogs and cats!:
And standing in the living room looking through the hall (with the stairs to the left and the front door to the right) into the kitchen. The dogs were looking at me, wondering what on earth I am up to:
Standing at the kitchen table and looking across the sink island toward the stove and cupboards. That's the main entrance door on the right. It leads into a mud room with access to the apartment and to the outdoors:
Standing at the sink island, looking toward the refrigerator and hallway, past the cellar stairs (on the left) and into the laundry room. There's also a door into the apartment there, but it's been nailed shut:
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