I also need to say that this is the panelling in the den and kitchen that I hate. It's dark. It's dreary. It so isn't my style. I am working up the energy to sand, prime and put at least two coats of paint on it. The task feels daunting! I know I need to because I will feel much better when I do. And yes, that is a daybed in the den. It belongs in the basement, but I don't have furniture for the den yet. Usually it is fixed up nicely like a couch, but I had four little cousins over the day this picture was taken and they ran amok. Oh well. Now you know.
After Mr, I got a little crazy and thought I needed one more. I knew that dogs are not collectibles, so I wasn't collecting them... I honestly don't know what I was doing. But, along came Pickle. Her name says it all. She has me in a pickle. She drives me crazy, but I love her. She did give me a white Christmas, as you can see in the picture below.
Yep, Pickle destroyed a silk bolster pillow. I left her alone in the sun room for about fifteen minutes last week and this is what I came back to. FLUFF! She is still alive and well. I believe that pets are yours for life and you need to fix behavior problems. Kind of like kids. What can I say, I'm devoted. Or crazy, you decide.