This morning, when I went to sit down on the lounge with my laptop, Tom was ensconced in my usual spot so I took up residence on the other end of the lounge in Clara's usual spot. Tom and I were both sprawled across the lounge leaving no room for the poor puppy. I mockingly patted my knee as I would to invite one of the cats up for a snuggle and the next thing I know my lap is full of a great big gangly dog.
She settled herself down with her head on my shoulder, had a good squiz outside in case there were any cats to stare at and then tried to lick my ear. Which is when Adam took this photo.
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