beagle-sitting

[dragonlady7]

Dave's mom's away for the long weekend helping his sister Krista with her gallery opening (she's a master's art student and has her big show this weekend), so we're beagle-and-house-sitting. This is complicated (i just almost made up a word, "complexified", before I remembered that there already was one in existence. Duh) by the fact that my parents are coming to visit us this weekend as well.

Anyhow. Dave spent last night there, so poor old Bert wouldn't be alone. But he was bored and thought it was lame over there, so today he brought her over just before dinner, and she's been exploring the house.

At the moment she's refusing to either settle down or poop. But for a while she was snoring on the carpet, and we did get her up on the couch for a bit. She also got up on Dave's bed with him, so I got some pictures of them snuggling. She's confused, because, well, we're familiar, and the house smells like us, but it's not home. So she's a bit nervous.

I hope she settles down; I don't fancy walking her home at this hour, though it could be much worse, certainly.

Behind the cut: Dave and Bert, on his bed, being lovey at very close range to the wide-angle lens. Poor old Bert is so gray now... In evidence are the neckfat rolls, of which I have blogged before.