My House is a Disaster..

And this is why.  If Brandon had his way, they would be allowed to nap all day every on a hide-a-bed in the middle of the living room?! I put my foot down during the week, but on the weekend...
I guess I could always clean around them.

If I could just get my house under control, then I could think about decorating for Christmas, and that dear Christmas tree that is out there waiting for a home.  Uh-oh... visions of broken glass and trampled Christmas lights and two naughty dogs...  If they weren't so cute, I would so not be a dog person.