The Rub and Roll

Alex Terrgi here. My life is pretty good. Sometimes it’s so good I have to do a rub and roll on the rug. So I go to the living room where there is a cushy rug that smells like a happy dog, and I roll around on it until there is even more happiness rubbed into it.

Although my human doesn’t seem to see the happiness – all she sees is hair. I feel so sorry for humans sometimes.

 

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