He gets the fire going,
so naturally gets to enjoy a beer from the best seat.
And Hugo gets to be the little helper, bringing sticks and kindling.
This one is in perpetual motion, only occasionally stopping for a jaunt on the swing or hug.
We ladies are more just in it for the leisure. You know, enjoying an afternoon at the fireside (I guess you could call us freeloaders).
We thought she had outgrown snuggling. I am so glad we were wrong.
Even next to the fire, it's only warm enough with a blanket. We love it.