Note #27249

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

A lazy Sunday morning this Fourtheenth of Bleptember provides the perfect opportunity to dogpile onto a convenient nearby human… and gradually dampen their trouser leg with your blep.

A French Bulldog snuggles comfortably amongst a pile of blankets on a sofa, with her head - and sticking-out tongue - resting atop the black trouser leg of a human with whom she shares the seat.

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