My Winter Break

is about to end just as it began, on a crappy note.

At least it is raining on the valley floor and not snowing--at least not yet.

Yesterday I bought the dogs a pair of beds. Sam, the Chihuahua, right away knew it was a bed, but Tony hasn't figured the bed out yet. When I went to bed last night and was watching a DVD, I heard some snoring. It was Tony, but he was sleeping on the floor and not on his new bed.

It'll take a bit for him to understand what it is for. He's used to sleeping on the couch, the chair, or the floor.

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