Friday, January 18, 2013


I give CharlieGodammit rawhide bones to keep those on the floor from being my bones. Actually most of what you see is the end wrappings from the rawhide twists he loves so much. He gnaws the twists down and guards the wraps. He doesn't eat them, but he'll be damned if he'll let me police them up - I have to put him outside to do that.

Check out the camouflage arm rests on the chair that my lovely mother-in-law knitted for us. There's also a full size afghan of the same pattern across the back of the couch. Our house decor is American Guerrilla in case you haven't guessed.