I think he's spending....

too much time with the cats.
It was early this morning and the sun was coming in the front windows. The men were still asleep and it was me and the dogs. Little dog Ollie was stretched out in a splash of sunlight while Rocco the wonder dog looked for a place for himself. Rocco's a biggish sort of dog at 75 pounds and he reminds me of scooby doo. So there'
s this sizeable dog sighing heavily and wandering from spot to spot unable to find just the right spot when he stops by a basket of laundrey waited to be folded. He gave it a good long sniff, stuck his nose in the basket to move that sweater there and that pant leg there and then he climbed into the laundry basket and settled himself down. Of course bits of him hung over but all in all he seemed quite pleased with himself and his basket. After all if the cats can sleep on laundry why not Rocco. Other than the fact that he looked quite ridiculous and I must admit that I laughed too much to get off the couch and head for the camera. One of these days, when he's not looking I have to get a shot of him and his basket overflowing with dog butt.