We spent the morning in the front and back gardens (we live in a row house) preparing for spring: pruning, weeding, cutting, raking leaves…we are sooooo exhausted right now. It’s on days like these that I wish we didn’t have a garden at all. Ouch, my back hurts! But then I look fondly at my pruned raspberry patch, my pomegranate tree, my herbs and all the flowers, mainly daffodils and crocuses, that are popping up everywhere, and change my mind. It really is pretty.
Anyway, I thought I would post these photos I took of Peekaboo last night at the dinner table. Or rather, on the dinner table!
Dinner is always a bit of a struggle, especially with this curious little one. She likes to jump up on the table and watch us while we eat. Theoretically, that would be okay (we have a very big country dining table), but she begins edging very close to the food, the way cats do, inch by inch, as if they didn’t care…then all of a sudden her nose is in your plate, or she is dipping one of her paws into your glass of water. She’s a pest, but such an adorable one…
And wouldn’t this have made a great beer ad?
(P.S. In case you were wondering, I don’t drink beer, but Stefano likes a glass with dinner, sometimes).