Was I found with my paw in the cookie jar? Did I trash the house digging through the garbage for delicious scraps from dinner? Was it the stolen lick that I took from the little girl’s ice cream cone? Maybe, but if no one saw it, it didn’t happen.
My crime? Stealing 40 winks. I know, I know. Naptime shouldn’t be a crime – unless you are found napping in the one place where you know you should not be napping. The guest bed…
The Evidence
Apprehended
PERFECT!!! LOVE IT!!! HE CAN SLEEP ON MY SIDE OF THE BED (HA!).
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