Happy Memorial Day!

Obie and I have been home about a week now, and I think we're both settling in to our summer routines of extreme leisure. Obie has made himself completely at home, though he is still pining for Sadie, who doesn't seem to be budging. She does now tolerate his presence in a room if he doesn't look at or touch her, or if one or both of them are sleeping:


But overall she is still steadfastly against him, and refuses to even hang out with his friends. Here's a video of when Toot Toot tried to play wingman:



Obie mostly takes out his pain on the rest of us, by shattering my mom's glass candle holders, eating the flowers we got for the kitchen table, and going fishing for my brother's Beta.

Love is a battlefield, my friends. Heartache to heartache, we stand.

(My mom wasn't too mad about the candle holders, by the way, after I explained to her that Obie was just expressing his expert decorating opinion, and that she should look at it as an opportunity to redecorate.)