Last night we were all piled in the bed watching NCIS when mom had to pause the TV to go switch the laundry around. When she came back she found me like this…..
She says, she can always tell when I have had a ruff day guarding the homestead when my ears are all floopy….
Whew, she was right! My mantastic self was worn slap out…yesterday I was on high alert keeping all the bad guys away….and guarding my bones and stuffies….FROM NILES!
It’s a ruff job, but somedog has to do it!!