He doesn't know he's a dog.
2005-12-06

After dinner last night we were both beat and crashed out on a couch on each side of the living room. I guess puppy thought he deserved a couch too. Alas, he's not allowed (at least when we're home, but that is a different story. After a few minutes of looking and me and looking at M.E. he sighs, gets up and walks out of the room.
A few minutes later he comes sauntering back with my pillow from the bed in his mouth. He walks up to the tv, plops it down and then lays down with his head on MY pillow and procedes to watch the tube that way until we got up to go to bed.

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