While cleaning Saturday morning, I was forced to deal with a problem that I have been avoiding. I've known about this problem for sometime now, but I have just, as they say, swept it under the rug. Rather, it has itself skittered and scattered under the tables, around the chair legs, beneath the bar, and into the corners. My problem - Jakebunnies.
Here's another in a corner.
The Jakebunnies are taking over my house. Then again, so has Jake. He is still a puppy, only about a year old - curious, clumsy, and full of energy.
And love, see above picture with Lovey. In just a few months, he has worked his way into our hearts.
Like a kid, he makes big messes.
Toys and Jakebunnies have taken over. I'm fighting a losing battle. Jake went to the groomer.
So, if you come for a visit - step over the toys and ignore the Jakebunnies. They aren't nearly as annoying as the lick in the ear you are going to get when you sit on the couch.