We bought a king bed.
We love its big, soft, fluffy hug.
Someone else loves it.
I really don't know how to break the news to her that this was not her birthday present. In her little brain this bed was delivered gift wrapped, with a tag that read - "To Brownie, please stretch out and enjoy this new bed. All the humans need is six inches of space to fight over, the rest is all you."
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OOHHH! Just let her keep it ; )
oh, come on!
SHe adores it!
It isn't for her??! Really? I think it is. Secretly it is hers....all hers. :) Pets rule the universe and we are just lucky they allow us to open their food for them.
She sure looks comfortable on that bed. Harry (my 90 pound shar pei/ pit bull mix) has his own real bed and even his own apartment. Yeah, there's some spoiling going on.
She is very cute
But please Dog, get the fuck out
It's a people bed.
Haiku to you too!
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