Last night I was getting the sleepy eyes from the puppy now known as "Trouble." It was raining outside on my still-torn-up patio and the time seemed just right to do a little work on a blanket I started specifically to keep my hands busy while watching crime shows on TV.
I forgot that the moment I pull out neato things like
yarn and
scissors, sleepy eyes wakes right the heck up. She could be in a deep sleep and the moment yarn comes out of the drawer she's on her feet.
I don't know what I'd do without her "help."
Good thing I probably won't have to worry about that anytime soon.
Let's just say, the blanket isn't finished yet.
I forgot that the moment I pull out neato things like yarn and scissors, sleepy eyes wakes right the heck up. She could be in a deep sleep and the moment yarn comes out of the drawer she's on her feet.
I don't know what I'd do without her "help." 
Good thing I probably won't have to worry about that anytime soon.
Let's just say, the blanket isn't finished yet.
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