Twa Dugs

I was tonight doing a bit of housework, and moved Dimairt's basket out of the kitchen into the livingroom in front of the fire. He never uses this basket, and tonight was no exception.

...except, he got a hold of the toy collie which Jim gave me, and actually put it in the basket (maybe to eat later?). He then lay down beside it. Even while I stoked up the fire and lit the candles, he didn't move.

I couldn't resist, folks.

It does remind me of another dog by the fire.