I had to smack my dog...
I've been sick for a while. Today I went to see the Cleveland Indians play. We bought the tickets a long time ago. When I came home, my voice was completely gone. (Back to the doc tomorrow...) I sprawled out on the floor when I got home to stretch my all my aching muscles and relax after being crammed in the car for 6 hours and Luna came up and sat on my chest. I couldn't move her. I didn't have a voice to tell her to move. And I couldn't breathe. So I gave her a really good swat on the rear end. She just bent her head down and licked me. So I gave her one more really hard swat on the rear end. She moved finally. I do not like to smack my dogs. Does anyone know what I could do differently so I don't have to swat Luna?
PS. Luna didn't take it to heart. As soon as I sat on the sofa, she climbed in my lap.
But I need to do something about Luna. Her sitting on my chest when I lay down is going to kill me one day.
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No, I am not an area rug, I am a Saint Bernard. - Sammie
Sometimes my heart is bigger than my brain. I am a Saint Bernard. - Buster
If I cannot get your immediate attention I will sit on you. I am a Saint Bernard. - Luna
Ignorance is not knowing something. Stupidity is unwillingness to learn.
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