Since getting Gertrude, I don’t let Harley sleep on my bed anymore because 2 dogs on the bed makes me feel like I’m sleeping in a homeless shelter. I always wake up to a paw or an ass in my face. They sore, they fart, and that’s just not working for me.
So I cracked down and kicked them both out and they now know to sleep in their doggy beds.
So of course when I’m not looking:
When I told him to get off the bed, he sassed me like, “Psshaw. Please. Who are you to interrupt my slumber?”
Aside from having hairy marauders in the sheets, what’s wrong with having Harley & Co. sleep there? He looks so comfortable!
It gets crowded! And they are waaay to gassy.
Dogs be sassin.’
This is why I may have a fierce pair of Bullmastiff mittens soon…
That ‘class patch’ had me laughing.
You’re going to be the Patch Adams of the court room for sure.
Totally had to google him! I don’t think I can match the mustache.
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