Check it:
This is the picture of comfort. You can't get more comfortable than this dog. He's fluffed the comforter and the blanket to just so, and he is a happy camper. I know this because he snores. Sometimes he sticks his face in the blanket to block out light. Diva. He might be mostly blind and deaf, but he's developed a sixth sense to know when I even think about moving. Because he doesn't want to be on the bed by himself.
Sometimes (read: most times) he's interested in our dinner. He'll stand right next to your chair and bark with a wild look in his eyes. And when we have chicken? There's no stopping him. If his bark wasn't so funny, I'd probably get tired of it. I can't sufficiently describe it, but he sounds like an old man complaining. One day I'll record it for you.
