Quality Reading Time

Being avid readers, mom and dad like to spend parts of every weekend catching up on their reading. Typically, mom does the majority of her reading at bedtime, though she almost always ends up nodding off, the book slowly dropping to her face til it bonks her on the nose. Dad, on the other hand, does the bulk of his in the wee hours of the morning, when normal humans would still be asleep. Weekends 'round here are usually filled with errands, hiking, and the week's kitchen prep work (mom still does lots and lots of scratch cooking & baking), but they always try to squeeze in cozy time with a good novel wherever they can. On this particular recent Saturday or Sunday afternoon, I decided to join them on the bed.

I just love burying myself deep into the fictitious world of a good novel. How am I doing?  

The Last Lazy Hazy Dayz of Summer...

 

(Dad lied. This is a photo from a while ago, but he wanted me to make you think it was taken recently. Some rambling crap about fitting a narrative or something. I usually tune him out after a nanosecond or thereabouts.)

Playful? What?

We try. We really do. Smudge's mom and I are well aware of the importance of interacting with our pets, and especially those of the senior set. Keeping our furry little loved ones active and engaged is important, especially when they're, well, of advanced age, let's say (I can say that since I'm fast approaching it myself). As with Cleopatra and Orbit before her, Smudge takes up a ginormous space in our collective hearts. As much as we often get annoyed with her indifference, how she prefers to ignore us, and the way she looks away whenever we try to talk to her, we love her for who she is and that'll never change. Now that the mushy, serious stuff is out of the way, here, you'll see just how playful she really can be. One of her favorite lounging spots is in the middle of the living room floor, where she loves to sprawl out on her side, occasionally stretching and maybe getting up once in a while to face the other way or roll over. The other day, her mom went to lie down next to her to lavish her with love and attention, and to maybe get her to play a bit. We try. We really do. 

At least one of them seemed to be having fun...