
She’s smelly.
And if you think I’m being a bit mean here, what with all the time she spends wallowing in hot, soapy water in the room-that-shall-not-be-mentioned, think again. I’m a dog. Smelly is good.
She goes places… sees people… where I can’t go. Which I am not happy about, and if you’d all get those feathered pests under control, maybe I could go more places. She does take me out a fair bit, of course, when I remind her, and always when she’s been off gallivanting. I think she feels guilty. I hope so anyway, ‘cause I always give her my best puppy eyes when she leaves!
So yesterday she comes in, snuggles down to give me the ‘good girl’ cuddle I always get. Well, usually. When I’ve been good…by her standards…Though I got lots of cuddles the other day when I hadn’t been good according to her! She…
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Ani sends her love and says thank you, Viv ❤
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