It’s a bit cold here again. Mum got up at 5.30am to go to work, so I stayed in bed with Dad. I was sound asleep when she got home and didn’t even get up to greet her. Now I’m tucked up on my mohair rug in the lazyboy, with the heater on, while Mum does computer stuff.
Dad says tonight I can sleep on a wet sack in the yard like a real dog, but I know he doesn’t mean it. His feet would get cold without me on top of them!