...you awaken at 4 a.m. to him trying to sternly reprimand your leg for having disturbed his sleep by moving unexpectedly. Now granted, he wasn`t supposed to be on your bed to begin with. But he`s pretty sure your leg is an unwanted interloper that is directly responsible for having interrupted his beauty sleep. So he jumps up, growls and stares defiantly at it. With apparently no inkling that it`s actually attached to you.
I know there are some pet lovers out there because in the past week I`ve heard from 3 different people about the photos of my (sometimes loopy) basset hounds in my Profile. Care to share any "when good dogs go bad" stories?
Jessica Schlick StartupNation