What’s love got to do with it?

I shift to my left a little bit. There is a piece of comforter just underneath the lower right side of my torso and it is annoying. I wait for a few moments.

Barbara the dog is finally comfy

Barbara the dog slowly lowers her head onto my back and exhales. I don’t move a muscle for the next four hours. That piece of comforter aggravates me the whole time.

Barbara snores gently.

I spend a lot of time making sure this part of our family is comfortable, warm, and happy.

She’s the best doggo.

Thank you for reading.

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