Smiles

Sometimes there are those moments that really bring a smile to your face.

Like when you realize you'll never convince your 85 pound Lab that his 11 pound buddy's bark really is worse than her bite...


...or when your favorite person says yes to spending the rest of her life with you.

Verdel the Terror

This little guy? No, he couldn't possibly be trouble incarnate. Look at that face (yes, Shih-Tzus look awful funny shaved). How could a face like that be the reason behind Les's insomnia? How could such a tiny little boy, staying with Les for a week while her dad and his gal are in Ireland, create such horrible havoc in the lives of the Ocats?

How? He's a cat chaser, that's how. And fast. Verdel, under that shaved mane, is nothing but fast-twitch muscle with a taste for cat meat. Or cat fur, anyway. So far that's all he's managed to get. Not for lack of trying, though.

Keep Les in your thoughts that she doesn't completely lose he mind before Saturday when Verdel gets to go home and herd cattle again (yes, he chases cows, too).

Simon helps Les with her knitting

"You can do it, Les! Look, this doggy sweater almost fits me already!"

I haven't the heart to tell him it's a dish cloth.

Of course, Feo seems fairly certain it's actually a babushka for her.
She's also far less enthused about that prospect than Simon.