T-bone Steak

So I had a properly sized Dog Bed until my beloved daughter Xena told me she needed to stretch out, much more than she could in her extra-small Puppy Bed.

Of course, I gave her my bed. How could I not? Have you ever seen anything cuter than Xena?

Still, I hear Father’s Day is coming up.

I hope little Xena thinks to get me a T-bone Steak, or a pack of bully sticks, or at least a card that we can turn into confetti together.

–Cosmo

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