When we're home, loafing around, likely as not the dog will be found lounging on the tile in front of the fireplace. He likes it there, as he can survey the activities of the main part of the house. He can keep track of his ball, too, as I'm bad about swiping it and rolling it down the hall.
He's the hanging-out-in-his-favorite-spot Sunday Morning Dawg.
It's about time for a haircut, too.
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Does that Sunday Dawg fetch the Sunday newspaper, or at least tote your range bag out to the truck?
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