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already Friday

Normally I'm just waiting for Friday to roll around but this week I can't believe how fast it's gone by. Must be the added responsibility and work of having Bella.

We're all adjusting pretty well to having a puppy. Wednesday morning has been the worst so far. She pooped in her kennel and Phil had the privilege of cleaning it while I kept an eye on her. It all happened about 30 minutes before we needed to be leaving for school and when Phil was just about to get in the shower. We were late for school and frazzled. The rest of the week has been better and we're doing better at getting her outside in time.

Madeleine is doing really, really well with Bella. Maddie likes to play with her ears and give her little kisses on her back when she's sleeping. Bella prefers to jump up on Maddie and nip at her clothes but Maddie takes it all in stride. Maddie especially likes to hold the lease when we're on a walk. It's so cute.

Yesterday afternoon our bright red futon was delivered. Hopefully this afternoon it will be a brown futon. We knew we could swap colors if we wanted so we chose the red with some hesitation. It didn't help that they used a different material and a different shade of red than we had originally picked out. But a saleslady quickly came to the apartment with color swatches and we picked out the brown. The futon its self seems great and we're really glad we have it. We decided a couple months ago that we really needed a guest bed. Next year we'll be having several family members visiting. Plus it seems that we often have someone stay with us for a night or two.

We really enjoy having guest so I'm glad to know we have a good bed for them now.

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