Well today I sit here a Sunday morning having, took Sal a walk while buying the papers, and flicked through them listening to Carl Chinn on the radio Autumn sunshine just filtering through the windows, so here I sit in the kitchen nice cup of black coffee totaly contented and then started to wonder where the dog (Sal) has dissappeared too (she is normaly no more than 6ft from me. I assumed she was asleep on the landing where she has a good view of the front door (in case of a surprise attack
by a kong stealing pack of roaming dogs) I found her she has fetched from the spare bedroom (upstairs) her "spare" bed and has brought it down into the entance to the living room.
Never done that before but I assume she wanted a bed where she wanted one.
Now she has a bed in the kitchen, a bed middle of living room floor and a bed just inside the door way of living room.
her.
Spoilt or loved.........thats the question. Or a budding interior designer????