C.Leigh stopped by for a couple hours last night. We drank wine by the big Christmas tree and played a constant game of fetch with Shae. She's addicted to rubber balls. Wouldn't you know, the minute C. left, she laid down to sleep. Sam, that's the other one, sat contentedly with me on the couch pretty much all night. I think he was following the conversation quite nicely. His only addiction may be my underwear. That sounds bad: you know what I mean! I love my dogs.