The best few minutes of my day

Last night, as I was getting ready for bed, my good old boy Joey got into a merry little wrestling match with the kid, Connie. It was amusing to watch because as you can see, Connie is petite and Joey is ... not. But it lightened my heart for a more important reason: it was a month ago that Joey got suddenly, very sick and I was afraid for him. If he's happy to take up paws against Connie, he must be feeling better!

BTW, I believe my kitchen floor could be the ugliest in North America. Maybe, if I ever get my bathroom done, I can begin updating the kitchen.