Today’s prompt is “Mine,” and I can just see Bourbon saying, “Mine!” Bourbon doggie knows that he is not supposed to get on the couch, but he wanted to be with Sweet Husband. Since he couldn’t get on the couch, he was content to sleeping standing up, putting all 80 pounds of him on his daddy’s legs.
He’s also draped across his daddy because he made the mistake of growling at me earlier. He’s trying to make it up to his daddy (but not me? Hmmmmm). His daddy didn’t let him stay comfortable for too long, and because of that, I just cleaned up puppy piddle from the hardwood floor in the office. He does that to us – we try to punish him and then he takes it out on us by peeing or pooing somewhere in the house.
Rotten doggie. And I can say that he is *not* mine. He belongs to his daddy 😉