Who Let the Dogs Out?

I'm on a new trend . . . at least that's what I'm telling myself.  Armed with multiple caffeine-filled drinks, I'm spending time in the workshop every day--and sometimes I even get something accomplished. 

Today, however, I made slower progress.  My faithful, four-year-old robot assistant bullied me into letting him play Just Dance on the Wii while I worked.  (The bullying went something like this:  "Pleeease."  Note adorable-ness in picture below.)

He danced to "Who Let the Dogs Out?" eleven times before I decided it was either time for lunch or time for my immediate check-in to a mental health facility.

Of course, now (two hours later), I still have that dang song in my head.