So, the three of us have decided to have an ordinary, quiet weekend at home. No plans, just two days devoted to spending time together. Which, in truth, is what we seem to do most weekends.
Occasionally on a weekend morning, Lucky is invited to come through and have a lie-in with us. Truman used to do this as well, but he never seemed to 'get' what the big deal was with pillows. He curled up at the foot of the bed, and was as happy as can be.
Lucky understands pillows. Oh, yeah. He gets that pillows are lovely things which a pup rests his head on, just before the duvet is pulled over. Pillows are nice, as with all things 'bed', and Lucky knows it.
I know some people disagree with this, but we don't. And that's that!
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