It's sure quiet around here...

I am used to DBF being away (not that I like it!!) but usually the good old fur-machine doggy, Mojo is here to keep me company. I keep finding myself getting up from the office to wander into the kitchen or bathroom and waiting for the clickety-clack of his claws on the hallway floor.

Last night when I came home I expected him to be barking his fool head off and greet me at the door....it took me at least 10 full seconds to remember he's not here.

It's wierd.

Although it is especially liberating to have swept on Friday and not have to have done it since. :)

Here's a shot I had DBF take of me and the pooch on the night before they left. I thought it would be nice to have a "mother/son" shot but he was all wierded out and kept laying down instead of sitting! Poor guy. (At least I look cute in my new jacket!)