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 I didn't wake up til nearly ten today.  This place has blackout curtains and it's wrecking the sleep schedule we'd gotten into at the camp.  On the other hand, we're exhausted.  We're still going to bed by ten, we're just getting up later.

We had a delivery to wait for, so we walked down to the lobby.  This time both yutes and Ser Pounce-a-lot came with, walking on her leash.  I'd been working with her on walking at the house, but she'd mostly forgotten. 

Joey, Aaron, me, from top left corner.

She was also a little overwhelmed by the busy lobby and needed a cuddle.

She is almost too big for laps.

She will walk now pretty well; if she stops you say "Let's walk!" And she'll trot along beside you.

We could here the guy at the front desk having a bad day.  At one point he snapped into the phone "I told you, I am the manager.  If you still insist on speaking to the manager, I will refer you to my voicemail!"

A man probably Aaron's age stopped us in the hallway, gushing over Pouncy.  He squatted down on the balls of his feet and she allowed him, regally, to pet her furry little noggin.

Aaron's bedtime movie was once again Twister.  Thankfully it is a rental, and it won't be our movie tomorrow night!