getting from room to room in our house. Here's going from the living room down the hall to the bedrooms...
so you get what you need and turn around to go back...
I'm just hoping, as I step between feet and legs and over heads, that one of them don't jump up, throwing me head long into living room.
and try getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom...
and feel your way across this length of dog train.
Anyhow, going from the dining room into the living room, the only way through unless you go out the front door, around the house, and come in the back door...
and just try sitting in one of the living room chairs...
oh wait! I left out the teeny tiny sewing room...
and a few more feet to step over...
Smokey says he feels a little safer in a corner...
or way up high on the bed...
Poppy is always asking, why can't you dogs find some place to lay besides in a doorway?
How bout here? Is this better?
Oh, but it is all so worth it...like living with two big teddy bears and we wouldn't have it any other way.
I first posted about my ball of string way back in 2013...
and here it is today...
Dumb me for not measuring the ball so I could tell you just how much it has grown...but that's me! This is every string of every, well almost, off every bag of animal feed we've open since 1989. Anyhow, it's so big I can hardly hold it in one hand and wrap another string with the other hand. Very interesting stuff, I'm sure. :)
Okay, I must move on. Have Line Dancing class at 2:00 today at the Senior Center. I haven't mentioned it to anyone...but friends, it's the most fun thing I've done in 30 year!
Sure appreciate your visiting!
Love, Henny