Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Kitchen Rug

In the kitchen, there is a rug. 
It's a large rug, and it's nice and thin.
It's almost the weight of a very heavy blanket, with a little more tact.

Well, Pickles loves it!
It's where she is everyday when we come in the door.
She'll sit there..
She'll lay there..
She'll roll around and pull it up over her face.
She'll get a running start and burrow underneath it, so that it looks like this.

And then Cornbread comes along, and plays to.
But it's mostly Pickles having all of the fun!

1 comment:

Crosby Kenyon said...

Sometimes the best fun is what you make up yourself.