Felicity snores so loud she has to sleep in the guest room. So there Bulldog. I win. I am in Mommy's bed. She can't sleep well without me. I am being told that I should not sleep in Felicity's new bed, but how else can I demonstrate that I am the boss? She's like 100 times my size. Small victories.
How Felicity can sleep through the construction zone on the porch, I have no idea. The protection of the house is left to me. I have barked so much that I am relegated to the bark shock collar. Yes, it is as bad as it sounds.
Good news is that Mommy's cooking like she's on the food network. I got some yummy roast chicken yesterday. Between the carving and the kids, it was like a buffet of deliciousness. Love her new recipes. I will be sad when she goes back to work.
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