Comfort Table.
Here I am relaxing with Dad, as Mom works at her computer. (note the HUGE pile of laundry which is not getting put away right now...)
Wait a sec. On second thought this really isn't terribly comfortable.
Comfort. Table.
I guess that's how I'm earning my kibble tonight.
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I have an idea. Let me just shimmy around this-a-way.
dad. you go that-a-way.
Now, I'll just go back over here.
And then under there.
A Little to the left...
and Ta-da!
NOW THIS IS COMFORTABLE.
3 comments:
It looks like you have a very comfort table daddy Brisztow.
Bobo and Meja the Sharpei puppies
You are VERY kind to your dad Mz Brisztow. His laptop looks a little heavy. Pokey. Hard. But are you complaining? No you are not. Not one little bit. What a saint you are! (PS our mum says she is DESPERATE to kiss that little - well maybe not tiny -pink tummy of yours. Belly-licious) XXXX
Hello Ms.Jones,
I hope you have not given my boss any ideas.
I rather like lying next to him with my chin on his keyboard.
Diesel.
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