|Die volleyball die!|
We found this volleyball down by our community pool. It was in the bushes and half-inflated so we figured no one wanted it, which is why when Chester took a liking to it, we let him carry it home. I tell you, there is very little that is as entertaining as watching a puggle triumphantly carry a volleyball home in his mouth. It’s three times the size of his head, never mind his mouth.
Excuse the blur. I can’t get Chester to stop moving long enough to take a decent picture. Oh, and the boxes of soda. We’re painting our kitchen cabinets and I had to take everything out.
Speaking of kitchen cabinets, look!
|Doors and drawers|
|Spray painted ugly beat-up brass hinges oil rubbed bronze|
|And another picture of Chester for good measure|
Today I get to drill holes for the new hardware and rehang the doors! Yay!