Dahlia has taken to following me out to the living room in the morning. She never did before. She's usually too damned lazy to get her butt out of bed. But now she follows me out, and lazes on the couch instead of in her bed. And of course, you get this when she's out in the living room.
Life is tough on this dog, it really is. I'm not sure how she survives such torture.
Mom, you can quit taking pictures of me now, k thanks. Belly rubs plz!