I think that Roger, Thelma Lou and I are still suffering from a case of the post-beachdom blues. We had so much fun that we need a vacation to recuperate from our vacation. I'm but a shell of the bouncing brindle boxer that I was last week on the beach.
While I am extremely about "Celebrate the Boxer Day" at the upcoming American Boxer Club Regional Specialty on Monday, October 7, this picture surely doesn't show it. Obviously, I was not "cut out" for the work that Mom had planned for tonight in bed.
But seriously, who brings a paper cutter to bed? To think that she made fun of my Aunt Burt for taking a sewing machine on vacation!