Under the bed (like a cat lying in wait for its victim’s tender exposed ankle)
Under the dining room chair (again, waiting to strike)
Under the other dog (like a car going under a bridge)
Snuggled into the other dog, whether he likes it or not
In the other dog’s ear (okay, this is just his snout that fits…but he’s constantly in there)
Under the easel (“I am cuter than art.”)
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Who paints!?
I wish it were me, Julia! I’ve always wanted to learn. Someday I hope to take a class or two and put that easel to good use, but it actually belonged to my husband’s late wife. We have a number of her beautiful paintings around the house.