"Harley? You have to stay in the motorhome while I shop for groceries. Sorry but they don't allow little doggies in the grocery store. Their rules, not mine. Stick out your tongue, boo and hiss, but I can't change the rules just because you think you're special."
"Now be a good dog and guard the motorhome! That's your job."
I'm on high alert. Guarding the motorhome while she gets to go hunting for food.
Broad daylight in a parking lot.
Not exactly a den of thieves here.
She has been gone forever!
I think my eyelids are getting heavy
Let me check my eyelids for leaks.
She has been gone FOREVER.
I *yawn* am guarding *yawn* the motorhome *yawn* while she hunts for food.
Is she ever coming back?
She's been gone forever!
I think I hear a pillow in back calling my name.
A dog's work is never done!
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