Spare your worries about where Riley’s dog bed is. We’ve tried repeatedly to get him to lie on a nice soft bed. No dice. He likes the couch. He likes the chair in the den. But no bed for that boy. I’m not sure why, maybe it has to do with the fact that he had very little comfort as a young dog. He was, and is, a little wild.
Anyway, the interesting thing here is the fact that I am not a blue person. In the past, you would have been hard pressed to find much blue in my house except in my jeans. Then I started collecting these:
And, there you have it…blue, preferably aqua, is appearing throughout the house. Funny how certain colors, previously ignored, can suddenly have a great appeal. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks!