Tales from a spectacular spinster

Someone is not happy I’m doing some work from home today.

She’s also probably not exactly excited with my singing voice since I just sang her “Never Gonna Give You Up.”

Crazy haired goober.

I think she waits all week for Sundays because she gets a bone and pretty much the whole day with me.

Does she look sad?

Good. I’m ignoring her because she is being a FUCKING asshole and barking at everything and whining for no reason.

She got treats earlier, we played with her squeaker, she just went out, she has water. She is fine. She is a dick.

Ohhhh. Now she’s trying to cuddle up next to me. I’m going to need a few SILENT minutes to get over it and then we’ll be back to snuggles.

Lazy Sunday.

Sundays are the best.

TBT for the baby.

Look at that potbelly!

Blanket hog.

Look at this face!

How am I supposed to get any work done with this face staring at me? All she wants is cuddles.

Didn’t hear the dog around for a while.

Found her.

I guess it’s bed time.