Mopping today. Yay! Actually mopping is a love/hate relationship for me. I love the smell of clean, bleached floors, reminds me of my grandma's house. But with two dogs who shed it doesn't matter how many times you sweep prior to mopping you still end up covered in wet hair. So while I am on my hands and knees mopping the bedroom, our Basset Hound is laying on the bed, watching.
I'm so glad that I'm here for your entertainment. I propose to shave him down to the skin and we could have the first Chinese Crested Basset Hound.
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