Sunday, October 10, 2010

... and then we got a dog.

I had big plans to do another Iceland post, but it's just not gonna happen. And I think that's ok, because all it would've been, to be honest, can be summed up as follows: "You should go!  Oh, and we saw the building where Reagan and Gorbachev met to discuss nuclear disarmament in 1986."

See?  You're not missing much.

It makes so much more sense to show you the picture above and let you know how well Mr. Cecil is doing with us.  We were a little concerned when he arrived Friday night that we'd ended up with more puppy-esque energy than we bargained for, but he's mellowed out remarkably in two days. 

Of course, there's room for improvement.  For instance, tomorrow's lesson will be "don't raid the cat's food dish and proceed to throw up on the living room rug." 

Baby steps.

2 comments:

Kelly@TearingUpHouses said...

Mr. Cecil, you need to learn that barf ALWAYS gets you caught.

This applies to humans, as well.

Kelly

craftosaurus said...

Haha! Sage wisdom for all.