lazy sunday afternoon

I forgot how much home life changes when you have a puppy. We wished for a lazy Sunday afternoon, sitting on the balcony floor, exploring books, sipping juice. But we underestimated the power of annoyance of a six pound puppy. Just 23 minutes after we sat and took our first sip of that wonderful carrot and passion fruit concoction (believe me I hate carrots… but this was delicious) juice was all over us, the books and pillows; and the half eaten cupcakes along with their paper cups had disappeared in the jaws of our little troll.