What I love most is being with you.
Or food.
Okay, it might food, if I’m being really, really, really honest. But, see, you bring me food…so my favorite thing is also being with you.
I like to be touching you as much as possible. You’ve got my back. I bury my head into the blankets or the pillows, and I sleep hard because you’re with me. I know you protec.
I’m the kind of pup who will just stay wherever you put me. I can make any spot snuggle-able, but you always put me in spots that are already cozy, which I want you to know I appreciate. After food, I am a connoisseur of soft and snuggly places.
I like pillows. I like blankets, particularly if they are fuzzy. I like beds, both hooman and puppo, I like the carpet when the sun hits it, the couch is cool by me, your lap is a primo spot for sure as is your chest, the car is the BEST.
Okay, I change my mind: what I love most is the car.
It move. It snuggly. It has AC. And, it’s all closed up and safe. I can sniff out the window with total protection.
And I love to sleep. In fact, I’m doing it right now…