The Quiet Days
In between adventures at the beach and getting pizza with his pug-sitter, Sid has been getting a lot of much-needed rest and relaxation. This has provided him lots of time for reflection on some of the deeper questions of life.
Questions of such profound magnitude as “how many hours until dinner is served?” and “when is he going to stop pointing that dang camera in my face?”. He’s a regular Socrates with a flat face.
On a side note, even though he has 3 beds (well, 4 if you count MY bed which he considers HIS bed), Sid has been spending a lot of time stretched out on the cool hardwood floors. Sometimes I’ll go over a put a plush toy under his head as a pillow, although I think he prefers to just rest his little round head flat on the floor sans pillow. What a goofball.
