Sympathy for Peter Grubb's Dog

Today's recording session having fallen through because having a bad cold means not trying to record vocals today (not *my* bad cold, just to be clear), I figured I could spend a little time working on Juanita's album. Having forgotten where I left off, I decided to pick up with Peter Grubb, because I like the song.

I had been hammering on it for a couple of hours getting parts balanced when suddenly I realized that I had been discovered by Ruby the Dog, who is *not* supposed to be in the basement.

I guess she heard about this other dog who was being abused and decided that she needed to show up and take care of it.

Good dog! Now go upstairs...