stairs

Behold the carpet and the wallpaper. And a tiny peek at the very Tuscan railing on the staircase. These are the components of the decor of the house that would bother me if I were buying, but mean nothing to me since I’m renting. And hell, the kids adore the carpet, and now Chuck is like, “Is it me or is there a dog bed stretched across the entire floor?!”

Since he’s been so well-behaved I’ve let him graduate from the bed beside my desk to the landing on the stairs during the day. If he continues to improve his attitude I’ll let him graduate to bacon.