When we were rained out of the house, the couch arms and a couple of spots on the back wore big splocks of dried Drool. The Bassets are the big villains, but I have to admit, Cooper can drool up a storm given the opportunity. We used to laugh in Obedience class because on the down-stay we could always tell where Cooper had been: Mr. Nervous would have a puddle between his front legs, where he had drooled out his anxiety.
So in an effort to keep the couch clean, DadPerson kind of went overboard in finding things to cover arms and backs of the couch and chairs clean of drool.
The other day he wanted to know where all the sheets and towels were. Had they been lost? (We did not take any with us when we were forced to flee.
There simply wasn't time.)
Looking at the couch....two throws, three towels, two sheets and a pillowcase....and where are the dogs? On my bed.
My other task now is sorting the thousands of photos I have in boxes and drawers and so on. In the past three days I have purchased 8 albums. Five hold one hundred photos, two hold 240 and one holds 300. I am going to need more.
Now I want to see how the photo upload works on this.
