I'm catching up on my Dessert of the Month stitching (as of two weeks ago I'd only done through April)....
...while Sir Whiskers has been catching up on the neighborhood gossip. This is what he spends a good portion of his day doing, now that he has access to windows due to our recent furniture rearrangement. He stares out at the street and barks constantly at whatever's there...dogs, cats, my 90 year old neighbor on her riding lawnmower in a floral muumuu, the garbage man, squirrels, rustling leaves....*sigh*. Not to mention there's a perma-smudge on the window where his doggie snout rubs from all the heavy breathing of his outrage.
All he needs is a pea green rotary dial phone, a bathrobe, and some curlers in his hair and he's officially a 1960's housewife. Betty Draper, eat your heart out.
"Well pinfeathers & gollyfluff! This Crate & Barrel sofa was obviously purchased for me to ruin. What better to spy on you with grandma than an expensive down-filled cushion *mash mash* And after I have this good and tenderized, I shall nest on top of it for a long puppy snooze. Barking in indignation at everyone like Bill O'Reilly really wears a dog out."