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Here she is without me.

And here she is with me.  Much better, right?

Daddy!

Daddy is the best!  Daddy's chair is the best!  Mommy won't let me sit in her chair very often, so POHB. 

Let's play spot the Pixie:

Yup, that's me, slid right in between Daddy's leg and the arm of the chair.  Believe me, it's the most comfortable spot in the world.  Here's another angle:

I get extra good sleepy times in Daddy's squishy chair. 

You may be wondering where Jeremy is.  Wonder no more:

He's got Daddy's back.

Side Eye

You know when someone says something that's really ridiculous?  Like "You don't need all of these toys, do you Pixie?"

Well, the proper response to such foolishness is of course the patented Side Eye.  Not familiar with it?  I'll give you a visual:

And here it is close up:

Spa Day

We had a mini spa day last weekend.  The best part: no baths!  I hate baths, icky patooie.  I did get my toenails cut, which I do not like, but Daddy did it pretty quickly and I got treats afterwards.  No more old lady nails!

Jeremy got a blow out, I mean Mommy brushed his fur all pretty, and his nails done.  He squirmed a lot during nail time, so I got to feel superior.  Here's Jeremy sitting in front of the window with his glowing white fur:

and another.  Fur-hance:

No pictures for this part, because it's hard to capture laryngitis.  The tree guys came yesterday and Jeremy barked for at least half an hour.  It was loud!  After they left, Jeremy felt so tired that he took himself  back to bed and slept for a few hours.