It's a hard life being a small dog. Especially when Mummy won't take me out because it's been raining all weekend.
As my bed's now in the middle of the living room, I get to watch TV with the family, and can stretch out or be as cozy as I please.
Which is pretty cozy, I must say. When Mummy gets down really close to take photos of me, I thump my tail on the floor and the rest of me stays very very still. It would be way too much effort to move at all.