When I placed my order for the third pair of poopy pants (3 seems to be just about right for me to only have to wash twice a week), a dog bed was on sale, so I got it for Odin. He loves it. He only sleeps in the bed with me for a couple hours now (in early morning, when it's coolest, so he can get under the covers) because he is sleeping on his new dog bed so much.
He was really happy to see Kevin (and Colin) last night. (He would get up for Kevin, but not for Colin, which is amazing to me that he can tell the difference.) But today he doesn't seem to be feeling very well, and I can feel his heart going all crazy.
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