My spotPosted: August 26, 2014
Yesterday it was a bank holiday in the UK, which meant that it rained, rained and then rained some more. I don’t mind the rain at all but mummy wasn’t so impressed. When we came back from our walkies, daddy dried me off and I spent some time in my favourite spot.
They moan that it’s the most awkward place to sleep: daddy has nearly decapitated me several times when he hasn’t realised I’m under his recliner, and as mummy either sits next to him or in the corner, she has trouble stepping over me when she wants to get up. I love how they blame me for this. Surely they should just find other places to sit??
Do you have a favourite spot?