moving on up (sing it in the george jefferson voice)

yesterday our landlord came by to take pictures of the place and show it to a couple that had already contacted her. cross your fingers, i really want her to get this place rented quick. she's a nice girl but can NOT afford the mortgage.
anyhow she was taking pictures and i ran upstairs to brush my teeth since i had crawled out of bed and started cleaning. paul came up stairs to fix his hair. and we just sort of didn't notice that tatum stayed downstairs with jamie...but pretty soon jamie called up and said "you mind if i come up?" she came up stairs and showed us the pictures she had taken of the family room. every single one with tatum sitting in the corner as if she had been perched there on purpose. she then proceeded to sit pretty in our bedroom and we looked up and jamie was trying, yet again, to get a good shot with tatum in the corner. i'm sure she thinks she's the selling point of the townhouse. goofy dog.