I was going to get a bit of work done for Monday. Reenpig decided that this was a bad idea. I’d left my laptop on the sofa for the time it took to refill my water glass. In that time, she crossed the length of the living room to go lie down on it.
Pavel being himself, in his favourite spot. The sun in shining, the birds are chirping, and we’re packing stuff to send the boy to camp for a week. Good times.