Chewy wouldn’t move and I had to shovel around him. No matter how much I shouted or nudged him, he’d just stare at me. Then finally after I took this, he got up and trotted over to the other half and plopped down onto the other, not shoveled part of the deck. Oh Chewy.

Chewy wouldn’t move and I had to shovel around him. No matter how much I shouted or nudged him, he’d just stare at me. Then finally after I took this, he got up and trotted over to the other half and plopped down onto the other, not shoveled part of the deck. Oh Chewy.

Thursday Feb 2 @ 05:19pm
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