Daniel sometimes gets a bit anxious with all of the upheaval. It especially bothers him when his dog beds get vacuumed and piled in the middle of the family room floor. He does what he can to make the best of the situation.
There he is, trying to get comfortable on top of a pile of FOUR dog beds in the midst of the cleaning-lady chaos. (with his squeekie football, his fluffy dog bone, and his cow ear that she ALSO piled onto the beds.)
Poor Daniel!
