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.
Looks to me as if Lily needs to wash her whiskers - or has she been smoking?
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