You can tell Fluffy McHairball that I know about her precious hips. I may not be the pinnacle of canine agility which gives me more time to observe the world and I can see how labored it is for her to get on the couch or the bed. It’s simply ridiculous how long she will prance around the bed practicing her vault entry. Try ten minutes...seriously! And she thinks we don’t know her dysplasia is worse than ever? Queen of de Nile if you ask me.
My short little legs do give me problems but I’m tough and I deal because I'm fabuuuuulous. I actually like laying on the couch because I lay in Dad’s spot after he goes to bed. It’s nice and warm and he leaves plenty of blankets and pillows to cuddle up with. Usually about 3 or 4 in the morning, I get a chill and go lay in bed next to mom. Her body temperature is always higher so Drake and I both spoon her where she keeps us toasty and warm. I like their bed and, after they get up for the day, I roll around in their blankets on my back getting my itches scratched.
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