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Picture info: ISO 1600, 1/20, f/1.80, 50mm, Av

Bella is not a yellow dog all of a sudden. We are dogsitting our friend's pup, Barkley. He drove all the way over from Leavenworth, so, naturally, he doesn't understand, "Sit," or, "come," unless you say it in Bavarian.

So I'm told.

As Bella sleeps at the foot of Haley's bed, Barquley (as I like to spell his name) sleeps on Bella's bed. I will sleep in Riley's bed and Rye will sleep on the futon downstairs.

It's a mess here.

None of the above is true, except for the dogsitting thing.

Go Seahawks!