State of Dog: 29

On unpleasant mornings when grey skies or plummeting temperatures threaten perceived enjoyment of the outdoors, I burrow down under Julie’s thermal sheets and heating blanket.

If I put a paw on my eyes she ignores me believing that sleep has claimed me.


This is delicious.




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