At least Clover leaves me a little bit of space on my pillow (birds and blossom).
Morning requirements.
Asking to go play outside.
Since it’s impossible to have a rational discussion about hypothermia or the limitations of aerobic energy production, Clover wore herself out playing in the melting snow and fell asleep for the longest nap on
the mud room couch when I brought her in, against her will, whining and shivering. I asked her to wake up so I could go watch hockey with her. Clover didn’t appreciate being disturbed.
Hockey time.
Valerie, Clover has those puppy eyes down to an art! How could you ever say no? She is just so cute. You just want to hold her. It's a good thing you have some down time with the flowers or you wouldn't get anything done. 🥰