Filed under: Petey
Lately, when I know Petey’s been out recently, and I don’t think he’d have an accident, I’ll take him out of his crate and let him sit in my lap as I watch internet TV in my delicious Le Corbusier lounge chair before bed. (Loving and will be sad to see the seasons of Mad Men and Project Runway end, but haven’t yet bothered to give FlashForward, Vampire Diaries, or GLEE a chance. But just remembered I love C.S.I., we we’ve been watching those. Oh, and V premiered last night! Waste all Lizards !!!)
Anyway, you guys, it is so cute – the way Petey falls asleep in my lap and readjusts periodically to keep getting more comfortable, sometimes sprawled out, sometimes curled into a tight, tiny ball. When the show ends, I lift him up, carry him over my shoulder to his pen, and lay him gently down on his doggy bed in there. He doesn’t wake up during this, but maybe half stirs and makes little sleepy noises. To me, it is just like, putting my crashed-out toddler to bed, and I LOVE IT !!! I feel so paternal and so much love, I almost can’t stand it.
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