The other day at lunch the dogs were going wild but they did not want to go outside. With my arm in a sling it is difficult for me to lay down comfortably for any length of time.
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| Daughter, be my pillow ~ |
Misty Blue goes into the spare bedroom on the first floor, jumps on the bed and barks. When I walk in the room, there is an obvious expectation that I sit or lay in the bed. It doesn't take long and the others claim their spot.
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| Love you G-ma |
Notice how I kept a pillow around my bad arm.
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