When he sleeps I like to smell him. It's a particular scent that I could never describe if my life depended on it. We have this blind dog (Miles) and I'm pretty sure he (Miles) knows exactly what I'm talking about. Otherwise how do you explain his instant heart attack excitement at sniffing the boyfriend. I guess his nickname should be that for blogging purposes.
I've lost my track of mind.
I think Miles is totally playing favorites. He never wants to sleep near or hang with me when the boyfriend is around.
I'm gonna miss my pup when it's time to move.
Who's gonna pull the sheets off the bed when it's time to sleep?