Dad always grumbles about needing to work every weekend on his capstone course. Maybe I can hide it with my face.
So I'm sitting next to my human one day as he clicks through photos of Corgi after Corgi and I tell him, "Excuse me, good sir; are you not aware that I, your resident feet warmer, am a Corgi?" Needless to say, this wasn't what I had in mind.
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