I don’t know about you, but I love rainy days at home with Dad. There aren’t a lot of differences between rainy and sunny days except Dad does less on the rainy days. Dad doing less = Dad doing more with me!
Even with all the extra time Dad and I had, I did have time to use my imagination and play. I love to play in my favorite place in the house after Dad’s lap, my window.
I have all my toys in my window, my bed, my bones, my balls, my critters, and Mom’s curtains.
Here I am acting like I’m hiding in the jungle. You can’t see me right?
Now I’m camping in my…, what else, pup-tent.
I know it is early for Halloween, but I’m a ghost, Boo!
Dad likes to read on rainy days, I like my window...