
Sometimes, the day after our humans have their friends over to our kennel to drink falling over juice, ours complain about having something they call a “hangover.” They’re kind of sluggish, we have difficulty getting them off their bed, Daddy lies on the sofa watching humans on the moving picture frame hit little white balls with long sticks and as for throwing balls for us to play fetch, well forget about that.

Tobermory
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