That bloody dog!

Now puddin is well aware of the rules of the house. She can pretty much do as she pleases but with with one exception...she does not go on our bed.

So, the wife has her friend, Mrs D, round this evening for a bucket of wine each and I amuse myself upstairs. Thought I would have a bath so left Pudd fast asleep on the floor of our bedroom.

Never in a million years did I think I would find her on my pillow upon my return. Livid. This is her look to say "oh sh*t, I am in biiiiig trouble now".

Stupid dog.