*Pant, pant, pant, PANT*
Phew I'm very hot.
*Pant, pant*
And Puppynap is doing all he can to keep me cool.
He's washed my face with a cold cloth and put me right in front of my water bowl and now the fan is blowing on me.
He said he was worried that I was so hot.
Me being puffed out...
...it had absolutely nothing to do with chasing David around the garden for the past 10 minutes.
*Pant, PANT*
That cold cloth was lovely Puppynap, I wouldn't mind another go on that if you're heading that way.
