I just dumped half a huge mug of coffee onto my loveseat-and am I crying-NO. That's the loveseat that's going out to the sunroom to be a dog lounge-the universe made the decision for me.
I was going to curb the loveseat (it's like donation without the receipt) and buy a dog lounge-then I realized that repurposing the love seat would benefit ME because I wouldn't have to pay for a dog lounge. I still couldn't do it on the front porch-I just have a thing about upholstered furniture on porches-but the sun room is enclosed and it's in the back of the house. When it's good and nasty-I'll curb it.
Sometimes I get so caught up in doing "good" that I forget that it's ok to look after ME and my interests, especially with my own things.
And yes, I'll admit it-I didn't like that the dog lounges were so close to the floor. My little dogs like to be up, not down low. So does the cat. Beds on the floor are pretty much ignored, because the big dogs like the floor itself.
Oliver the parrot is singing Ap-ple, ap-ple. A-A-A-Apple.....and "Wanna go outside?" and strangely enough "Mr. Apple-Bird."
He's working on a couple of words I can't quite make out and crowing like a rooster. Yesterday during the thunderstorm, he'd wait till the dogs were asleep. Then, after a big clap of thunder he'd shout "WHAT'S THAT?" and chuckle when the dogs would all jump up.
Some days are just more exciting than others.