Where’s Coco?
Somewhere in the middle of this photo, you’ll see two sweet little doggie eyes, peering out from the flotsam and jetsam of our just out of the dryer jeans & socks. It’s one of her favorite things; in fact (dare I say it?) there is a Pavlovian reaction from our sweet girl whenever she hears the dryer door slam shut (and she knows the difference between the washer door shutting & the dryer door shutting). Whenever she hears that alluring pop, she’s immediately in the moment (doesn’t matter if she was eating or eviscerating her favorite toy), and ready to plop into the mass of HEAT. She’s probably wondering how she found herself in northern Michigan when she so obviously prefers the tropics.