Tuesday, 9 December 2014

It's a dog's life.

Had a quiet day yesterday. She Who Thinks She Must Be Obeyed was feeling better, no more tummy sploshions but there was a bitter wind blowing so we didn't do much except dream of walks to come.

3 comments:

Shawnee the Shepherd said...

The do be all I efur dream about. Sweet dreams!

Blue said...

Sweet dreams Shawnee

troutbirder said...

Sleeping on the bed is nice. My mistresses husband says none of his hunting dogs were ever allowed on the bed but apparently I'M a "privileged GSD" whatever that means. I think I'll go with it though....:)