MACK, MACK, MACK, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, MOVE HERE, MOVE THERE, GET OFF OF THIS, GET OFF OF THAT. HRMPH!! Where am I supposed to lay, lady? On a dog bed?? I DON'T THINK SO. FAT CHANCE!
Wags and Woofs,
Mack's mom here, just so everydoggy isn't flipping out thinking Mack is all ABUSED and TORTURED or something, he is pretty much allowed anywhere, however, I prefer to not ingest a pound of dog hair when I go to bed at night. Just sayin'! He is kind of a drama king and tried to make woo all feel bad for him. Did it work? OH GEEZ! Typical. :)