Liz and Amy like to hang out with Dad in his "man cave" in the basement. It has an outside entrance and when he let them out to do their business, they discovered that I was in the kitchen cooking.
Hmmm...those faces look familiar. I would certainly have caved and let them in or at the very least gone outside to smoochie them to pieces with maybe a couple of healthy treats in my apron. Love, love, love those pictures!
They help me cook all the time! When we first got them, they couldn't come upstairs until they made friends with the cats. I keep forgetting that they are allowed upstairs. I just have to let Daddy know they are with me. He panics if he can't see them. He is sure there are dog-nappers stationed at the four corners of our property just waiting to snatch the Ladies.