It's the Twentieth of Bleptember, and I still struggle to conceive of how it's comfortable to lie down with not only your head but also 50% of your tongue lying flat on your soft, furry pillow.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies in a soft brown dog bed with her tongue fully out and also lying flat where she's resting her head.
(This troublesome young lady stole and tried to eat a dry-wipe whiteboard pen yesterday. She's fine, but it was briefly alarming when she started vomiting bright green ink everywhere...)
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