Not David Bailey

By emma

Partner in Crime

Yes, it's one of those days where I grab a quick pic of my four legged friend to fill a gap. It's my reward for letting him have the softest, fluffiest cushion. He did let his disapproval be known, however, when the flash went off in his face and awoke him from his gentle slumber. It's such a hard life being a dog.

Maybe he wouldn't need so much rest if he hadn't dug up half of my garden to bury his squeaky chicken (grrr).

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