From his bed in his spacious penthouse overlooking the bustling city, billionaire Tock Vanderfloof III awaits the evening’s activities. Perhaps he will host a party for the rich and powerful. Or maybe the circus. His home is so large, he hasn’t left for years. He can’t find the exit. Sometimes he wonders what the little people are doing below. From this height they look like ants. Some of them are ants. He makes a note to fire his exterminator.
Now there is a belleh that is begging to be rubbed. And if he doesn’t know where the exit is, he can’t escape!
I want to rub this furry earsies!
I prefer my kibble in Corelle.
Belleh needs raspberries and nose needs booping.
Lucky corgi, to be in Chicago!
PS because I followed Allein’s link to the corgi tissue dispenser, that’s all I see now when I’m on this site. Somehow it feels appropriate.
Tell Jeeves he needs to hire someone to be a privacy tail holder!
Its a dogs life…
Chi-cor-go, Chi-cor-go.