I swear that my days are made up of house hold chores and the constant regime of Let the dogs out, Let the dogs in, wipe their feet, all eight of them, Let the dogs out, Let the dogs in, wipe their feet, and on and on and on.
Gotta love em though and since they can't get out and play its this
Notice the heart on the end of Baxter's nose. Isn't that just the sweetest little heart. He is my, little sweet heart, or in German I think you say, mein kleiner Schatz.