But we got Otto, the doxie.
His legs too short to jump into bed, however.
He likes to run around dragging my sweatshirt.
Strange animal.
But sometimes they don't make sense,
Refrigerator.
"^ That's the worst limerick/haiku I've ever read."
You should read my book. **snort**
Not my bed, comforter, nor room. Stitch is like a magnet to the ladies at parks. "That is the most beautiful dog I have ever seen, what's his name?"
Let's just say, there have been a couple occasions where I didn't return home after the dog park.
He was a ****zfoo. Had a big brown racing stripe and loved to sniff.