Today is the day I change linens and gather dirty laundry. Toby decided to come in and “help” me. (How can something so evil be so cute?)
Who says the two are mutually exclusive?
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I have one of those..Mr.Darcy. How the other dogs tolerate him is beyond me. How I tolerate him also beyond me at times.
Some very nice help from our favorite devilish little dog!
If only he would sort lights and darks…
But as Satan’s little helper, he could sort light and dark souls…
Ha ha ha ha!! 😆😂😆😂
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was being cute.
Kaiser Sosa couldn’t have said it any better himself.
Even Satan’s helpers need naps! Devilish work is tiring! 😉
Okay…well…I might be playing devil’s advocate here…but I think Toby WAS helping! 😉
Keep helping, Toby! 😉
Ach, I should have expected it…. After all, it was Punday yesterday! 😝
Isn’t every day Punday!?!?!? 😛
But only one in seven is Bad Punday!
BTW….sometimes napping on the chore that needs to be done is a huge help! We’re saying, “Sit down! Relax Mom! Do the chores later!” 😉 HA! 😀
“Yes, I was doing it for her health” says Toby with a sly grin.
OH MY !!! I FIND MYSELF WONDERING MUCH THE SAME !!!!!!!!!
HOPE YOUR ARM IS HEALING !
Nah, you couldn’t have evil in your house!
I FIND MYSELF OFTEN WONDERING THE SAME THING !!
HOPE YOUR ARM IS HEALING
If the arm is healing, it is very slowly.
Maverick likes to take the laundry basket back downstairs when I’ve put the laundry away. He takes this job very seriously – it involves a great deal of slamming the basket into the wall and shoving it off the top step to the landing, then more slamming and shaking, till he shoves it the rest of the way down the stairs. He then chases it down the stairs, more shaking and slamming and going in the wrong direction – do NOT get in his way or your ankles are fair game – till it reaches the family room and then he gives me the “I’ve done my job” look.
Oh dear! 😂