Early on Saturday mornings, I usually sort the laundry and get a load into the washer before breakfast. Our dog Gandalf often likes to jump into a clothes basket and lie down on the pile of dirty clothes, but if I'm still sorting, he jumps out as soon as I toss an item of clothing on top of him. But about a month ago, he decided to "tough it out" and stay in the basket until I finished sorting and he could "rest in peace". Here he is when I finished sorting:
Here's a closeup of him sleeping, as usual, with at least one eye open:
- GT