First you take me to the vet.
Next you confine me to the house for over a week so that I can “heal.”
I may be sleeping right now but I’m still furious.
A good boyfriend leaves his lady the whole dog bed, all the chew toys, and even offers up his paw as a pillow while she’s recuperating from knee surgery.
Of course, if she invites you up, don’t refuse. That would be unchivalrous.
I have the best Grammy in the world! She sent me this comfortable bed to aid in my recovery.
Thank you, Grammy!!
Woofs and Wags, Stella
P.S. This awesome mattress is just for me? Cosmo can only sit here with my permission right?