We babysit our granddog, Piper, on occasion; she seems to have quite the life!
Morning’s first light. That’s the dog, not dirty laundry. She self wraps. Amazing.
After channeling Mother Teresa, Piper is ready to start her day.
Listening to the birds in the patio.
Stopping to smell the plants.
After contemplating the busy day, she thinks it must be time for her afternoon rest.
“Get away from me with that camera” she thinks.
Losing herself in deep slumber.
It’s the good life.