Colorblind

This month, we'll have been in this house for 3 years.  This means we've been living with stark white walls all this time.  As I've mentioned before, we finally hired a painter to cover the entire downstairs, (except the powder and laundry room), and the staircase and upstairs hall.

We also traded out our sofa and coffee table for a new sofa and invisible coffee and end table.  The room is slowly coming together and what we have so far, I quite like.

This past weekend, Mike and I went looking for throw pillows and we purchased a few, though I still think we need more.  I picked up a lovely purple and gray one, which I plopped onto the love-seat and promptly forgot about.

Soon after, Mike and I were watching TV, when Gimli started to growl.  He stood with his head on the love-seat cushion and growled at the purple and gray pillow as if it was was a fluff monster coming to kill us all.

I thought I was the fluff monster?

Then, as quickly as he started growling, he stopped and went back to his antler.

So it has come to this, a colorblind dog is giving us decorating advice.