Yeah, I know. But I’ve been busy… Revamped/repainted/refitted the hall linen closet yesterday, just waiting for the scented liner to put down so the linens can live in there instead of junk.
Just when I think I’m winning the war against junk, hubby says “Why don’t I just keep this [big black ugly box] of batteries in the kitchen too, since I just installed another charger in there? Everything together?” Needless to say, I flew into the kitchen to see the junk which threatens to enchroach upon my territory… Can’t I have one blessed area in the house where that crap doesn’t spill over? Guess not.
On to Zoe. Of course.
She barked at me, then looked sheepish about doing so. How delightful. She’s about to get her nails clipped and might not feel so feisty afterwards. 
I don’t know why those bottom canines always show up in every ‘barking’ pic…
She is so snuggable!