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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
Tartok’s eyes were still wide open. He was probably thinking “should I got to either bed or should I not? Not! They are too far…. I am so tired and can’t move.”
Bet it’s cooler laying on the wood floor by the door! A Certain Poodle often does that.
That poor baby–why doesn’t someone get him a third bed to put in between the two. lol
Love and slobbery sibe kisses to the Herd and the Herd Annex!
Now why is it that dogs will sleep on the floor when they have a bed? I know when it’s hot thay lay on the floor because it is cooler to lay on. It looks like tartok was so tired he just couldn’t make it to one of those beds lol. Hugs and kissed to the herd.