Droopy old dog, hanging out on the way to downstairs, hoping he won't sleep through it if I should walk past him. His diminishing hearing makes him more clingy, I think. And his desire to know what I'm up to leaves him sleeping on the hard wood floor, rather than on a couch or on the folded comforter that's on the floor for him, if the couch seems too high....
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