The Conference

After yesterdays announcement some of the other dogs (and there are a few) in the house, got concerned. This is Tiny assuring them that all will be well and they will be suitably displayed in the new premises. All the “guys” being assorted soft folk from various locations world wide have gone into hibernation and today the garage floor turned into a gigantic sorting department around The Bossess’s business activities while The Boss and a friend took artwork off a wall and onto a more moveable platform.
This whole process seems unduly complicated so I spent a lot of time staying out of the way. 
The Boss and Bossess went out to breakfast this morning and came back smelling of Golden Retriever. Apparently I am going next time to meet him which should be fun.
T