This is pretty much what I live for.......my best buddy tickles me before leaving again.
Omg......looking around with my
smushed sniffer is to die for! It's my next favorite thing!
I like to lay here in dad's study when he is working and also come to find solitude when he is not around......it comforts me.
I admit to watching a little of the junk box sometimes. I find it bores me to sleep.
Sometimes mom gives me bites of dry food for snacks....I know she has some so I'm just going to
smoosh my head right here between her leg and the chair arm just to be sure she knows I'm interested!
This chair is super comfy but even I have to stretch out
between my naps.
It is just more comfortable when I sit on the side of my hind end instead of straight down.
Very often I just have to stretch out in the floor, sort of loosens up my spine I think. It never fails mom is trying to get a picture of me. I'm trying to relax and just go with the flow. Dad has been gone overnight a couple of times lately and that bothers me. I keep a close eye on the door and like going outside
alot more. Mom seems slightly irritated with that, I don't know why, what can lift spirits more than turbo-sniffing the ground when you feel a bit blue? Women, they confuse me............
This is pretty much what I live for.......my best buddy tickles me before leaving again.
Omg......looking around with my smushed sniffer is to die for! It's my next favorite thing!
I like to lay here in dad's study when he is working and also come to find solitude when he is not around......it comforts me.
I admit to watching a little of the junk box sometimes. I find it bores me to sleep.
Sometimes mom gives me bites of dry food for snacks....I know she has some so I'm just going to smoosh my head right here between her leg and the chair arm just to be sure she knows I'm interested!
This chair is super comfy but even I have to stretch out between my naps.
It is just more comfortable when I sit on the side of my hind end instead of straight down. 
Very often I just have to stretch out in the floor, sort of loosens up my spine I think. It never fails mom is trying to get a picture of me. I'm trying to relax and just go with the flow. Dad has been gone overnight a couple of times lately and that bothers me. I keep a close eye on the door and like going outside alot more. Mom seems slightly irritated with that, I don't know why, what can lift spirits more than turbo-sniffing the ground when you feel a bit blue? Women, they confuse me............