Wednesday, March 23, 2016

March 24, 2016

1970 here I come! 

That's right.  Don't be jealous.
The tall guy got me my very own waterbed.
Cause I'm a hip, with-it, now, groovy kind of dog.

It's supposed to help me stay cool when it's hot.
He wasn't sure if I would like it,
but I like it a lot.

Which is good because he already opened the box
that it came in.

He put it on top of one of my dog beds so I could
be cool and soft at the same time.

And there's plenty of room, so if you come visit,
we can both sleep on my waterbed at the same time.
But you have to bring your own pillow.