I had been on the computer for a couple of hours and decided to head off to bed. I walked into the lounge room and found this.
How’s his form and no he is not supposed to be on the chair. Funny thing was he had to walk straight past me to get into the lounge room and I didn't even hear him. He never used to do this until we went away and left him with a friend of ours who spoilt him rotten. He had his own special chair in the house that he could sleep on, we’ve had trouble keeping him off the chairs ever since. He has a perfectly comfortable beanbag outside on the verandah. My friend is looking at buying boarding kennels, I can see all the dogs inside his house. No wonder Fred loves going to stay at Les’ house.