As I sit here, on this chair writing this blog snippet waiting for some network miracle so that I can log in and get a head start on tomorrow, my feet are crowded with bassets. They insist on being here, their ears carelessly flopped around the wheels of the chair. Every once in a while someone will groan to let me know that the floor is really uncomfortable (even though the nearest bed is 5m away). Soon we'll navigate that 5m+ and the groaning will turn into snoring. Hopefully.
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Love it!
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