Dog-sitting. Sorta.
Finnur took off today to remind his co-workers in California of his existence. Pretty much exactly when he was about to board the plane to Seattle, I went to fetch Bjarki from daycare. When I arrived, it transpired that it was Bjarki’s turn to ‘dog-sit’ the stuffed dog that lives in his daycare-room, that apparently can’t be left sitting all alone at daycare over a whole weekend.
Bjarki with the daycare-dog on his back. The dog comes with a bag and a binder, where each previous family has documented the weekend the dog had with them.
Bjarki was thrilled to be the dog-sitter, and he enjoyed playing a game with him, and showing the dog his toys.
The daycare-dog even got to borrow Anna’s doll-bed for the night, and some of the other stuffed dogs we have slept alongside him.
