Pip curled up with her tennis ball today and dreamt of summer.
Every time I passed the guest bedroom this afternoon, she was sprawled out on the bed with a forlorn look on her face and her ball at her side. I think she was hoping that the tennis ball would bring out the sun. No such luck.
I too am dreaming of summer, and I can’t wait for it to arrive!!
Lincoln refused to be left out of this blog post. Just because he doesn’t love tennis ball’s doesn’t mean he can’t strike a cute pose.