Never, ever let it be said that the dog is not completely comfortable.
That’s her second pillow.
The only problem is it’s keeping my feet and legs covered.
The other night she nicked so many of the bed covers,
she even stole my dressing gown.
I woke up with a foot size postage stamp square covering me.
Bloody freezing. It’s both fine in the summer,
but in the winter it can be interesting.
Yeah. Never let it be said that I allow my dog to suffer
for a single moment of her life,
despite her complaining.
We had a guest yesterday
and she spent half an hour sat on the sofa trying to tell my son.
She stares at my son.
It indicates that she needs that person to leave.
She doesn’t like that person.
He didn’t go.