"Jack and Lily, my litlte helpers."
Our dogs are a curious bunch. If you dare to be near ground level (whether it be for cleaning, browsing our DVD collection, or putting together a new carpet shampooer – all things we’ve done in recent weeks) you might as well prepare yourself for the onslaught of small dogs. Our dogs want to know what you’re doing, smell what you’re doing, taste what you’re doing – whatever it is you’re trying to do, they need to be next to the middle of it.
So I’ve (finally) been working on a few more DIY projects I’d like to feature on the site, and last week I moved all the furniture around so that I’d have a large open space to work in. I was going to be hammering a lot of nails into some plywood, so I laid out a dropcloth to catch any debris and add a little extra padding while I worked.
Jack, of course, gladly accepted my unspoken invitation for an impromptu dog bed. He then laid against my side and napped while I worked. Whenever I had to move, he’d follow me and then lay back down beside me. He did try to score the prime real estate that is my lap, but I had to shoot him down – I needed the freedom to work that a lapdog dachshund couldn’t provide.
And Jack wasn’t the only one “helping” me that day. Lily hung out with me too, although she was content to curl up and sleep on a corner of the dropcloth.