Speaking of Big Fat Lazy Cat.. It worries me when I see him lying on the floor in this position. I usually tip toe over and poke him in the belly to make sure he's still breathing. I mean, really, legs straight up? How can that be comfortable?
He's a happy protective sweet pup. We adopted him from an older lady who was in an assisted living apartment. She fell and broke her hip and shoulder one day and had to be moved to a nursing home indefinitely. The nursing home didn't allow pets so her beloved pup had to go. She loved the little guy. She made homemade clothes for him and rocked him to sleep. You could tell he missed her.
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