Thursday Night Basset Blogging

Warm. Must be warm. Posted by Hello

Each morning before we leave the house we make the bed. Each evening when we get home we find Satchmo either inside of it or the bed is entirely destroyed. It doesn’t matter how tightly you tuck everything in…he has infinite patience. Keep in mind, we live in San Diego. It’s not like we wake up to snow every morning. He just likes to be warm.

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