Another full weekend. Saturday the folks went to have lunch with friends (they came back smelling like dog, we do not approve) and we napped on the condo. Saturday they celebrated Nancy's birthday and we slept on the couch (happy birthday Nancy!) and Sunday they went house hunting and we slept on the bed (Boris is in the background, see him?). They didn't find anything but, again, they smelled like dog, supposedly one of the places they looked at smelled like dog, but we don't buy it. Personally we would prefer a condo to a house, because if we get a house then it seems that we will surely get a dog. That makes us very unhappy. We might have to nap.