We are getting ready to leave for our Thanksgiving family vacation! I have the bags packed, the mail organized the house cleaned, the dog/house sitter arranged and the neighbors notified of our contact info and whereabouts while we are gone. We also had to go and get a real alarm system installed on our house because our “watch dog” would rather be napping all day (seriously, that is what she does all day, everyday) than fiercely protecting her domain and her people that dwell within its four walls.
She is very particular on her nap environment, she must have a blanket down on the couch to cuddle up with and she has to have a pillow to lay her doggie princess head on. If we cover her up, she is in blissful heaven and actually purrs like a cat. So now, this 50 lb lap- dog- pound- puppy rules the roost in regards that her masters had to get an alarm system because heaven forbid a burglar attempts to break in and interrupt her beloved nappy time. Yes, we are not dog owners, we are owned by our dog.
A Piece of the Pie Hole 