I hope babies underfoot are as fun as
having the dog underfoot. Dutchess has no idea where she wants to be right now because i’m cleaning INSIDE she can’t go outside because Kev is running the powerwasher all over the place. So she’s following me around like a shadow creating tripping issues, or putting her hairy dog body on the couch i just de-furred, or drooling her water all over the just washed floor in the kitchen…
