OZZie? Are YOU supposed to be on Mama’s couch?
What? Me? On the couch…I’m not on the couch am I?
How’d that happen?
Oh brother. Some battles I’ve just chosen to lose. The couch is one of them.
smelling Cocoa’s butt,
peeing on every inch of our property,
running away from dog toys,
following my every move OR standing in front of me,
barking at TV doorbells,
and of course sleeping on our leather sectional.