Oh that fitz

I know you want an update on big ole Irene and but I've been lazy and havent uploaded my pics yet so here's this to entertain ya!

Last week dan was being an awesome husband and painting our bedroom (extra awesome dan points because I didn't like the original color I picked and he said he'd re-do it no questions ask except: are you sure?) and he left fitz in his doggy bed in the front room. Dan didn't hear him for a while and called him. No fitz-o. Very strange. Dan goes out front and what does he see?












That's right, our short legged dog somehow jumped on the couch, stuck his head in a tissue box and quietly waited for rescue. Oh that dog!