The rains have finally subsided and the sun has come out. As a result we have put up Molly's swing. I woke up Monday morning feeling like death warmed (slightly) over. Aches, chills, cough... the whole nine yards. Hell, even my HAIR hurt. Luckily N was working from home and was able to run some interference for me. I managed to take Molly down to the Rose Garden in the afternoon to burn off some energy, but was zapped once we got home. N took Molly out back and put her in her swing... where she proceeded to chill for the next TWO hours. She did the same thing for him last night. Saying she loves her swing is appearing to be a bit of an understatement.
The video is not terribly exciting (and yes, we ARE looking at landscapers), but you get the idea that Molly is totally content swaying back n' forth.