Power tools and puppies don't mix

So, tonight the Papa came out to help work on the basement...'bout time to get that going again.

It looks good, but routers and puppies are a bad combination. I'm not going to have power-tool-ear when I'm an old dog, so I hung out upstairs.

It only took about five hours to put the counter tops on (that's 4 months in dog years). Of course, the 45 minute pancake break may have drug out the process some. Still, they look pretty snazzy. So, a big old "Thanks" to the Papa/Dad/Tom.

And now, a brief word from Sage:

"Do I like this new dog? Not so much. Can I do anything about it? Not so much. So, my new motto is: 'If you can't beat 'em, join 'em."

Peace. Out.