I am at home on the couch. Nonchalantly watching a random reality TV show as my dog sits on my lap. He's a husky named Marshmallow (clearly this was not my decision). And he's easily too big to fit the entire length of himself on my lap. But it's a bit difficult to do anything about it when he still seems to think he can get away with being a lap dog. And, of course, today I get his rear end and obnoxious tail in my face instead of his head, which is resting on nothing less than the pillow. He's out cold—with the exception of the occasional twitching of the nose.
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