As I embark upon this new journey of living alone, these three furry friends are excellent company. Panda Bear is the white Pekingese-of-fury, Luna-Chunk is the substantial black/white hunter, and Milesy-Cat is the smaller stripey cuddle cat. (While Panda is a 10-yr old senior doggie, the kitties are just 7 months old.)

I’m thankful for them, for their unconditional love (well, from the dog anyway), their furry warmth and crazy enthusiasms.

They are members of my family.

One of the many reasons I enjoy working at home – my lap never gets cold.

The Law of Panda is that you do not get up from your chair, disrupting her laptime, until she is ready to get up. Only then can you move about the house. Fortunately, she’s a benevolent ruler.

Today is a day for very special pet pictures, the less perfect ones.

Pippin makes a sour face.

Murphy relaxes, in true dingbat dog fashion.

Panda sleeps the sleep of the just.

Do you have any blackmail pictures of your pets to share?

Our dogsitting service took the puppies for a spa day, with baths, nail trims, vigorous brushings and cute little bows all around. Yeah for super soft fluffy puppies!

Panda in watchdog position, on the back of my loveseat.

Murphy sitting at the foot of Bryan’s recliner.

Panda, a sober, dignified, noble dog, is hard at work protecting us from pygmy marmosets and Comcast repairpersons.

And shedding all over our dark red couch.