The sun is coming up, but it is still cold.
I've been out here for hours now. What on earth are they doing?
I've smeared my nose all over the glass. That usually gets the door opened quickly.
Perhaps, if I serenade her, she'll hurry up. After all, she is always howling along with the piano.
I'm sure I can smell breakfast.
At last. I'd better be quick.
A little nap before I have to face the day.
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A dog just can't get good help these days.
Oooh, Porridge, she's so sweet!
internet is for kittens really, I know, but sometimes dogs get a look in
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