Tory, the living, breathing dust bunny. She owes me her very life, but she thinks she is Ross's girlfriend. I try not to glare at her too much.
We had to remove the drawers from the bottom of the little wine bar because Remy had become obsessed with yanking them open and slamming them shut and I don't want him to break any of his fingers quite this early in his life. Piper thinks the bar is much better this way.
Bonus picture. Highlights my amazing collection of $5 and $7 wines, and my state of the art security system. Behold my fanciness.