"For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog."
Once upon a time, there was a pretty ball of vanilla yarn and a little furry puppy.
You see, this little puppy was the greatest, and like her mama, she adored snugly, cuddly thingies.
And, just like her mama, anything that appeared snugly and cuddly had an intoxicating effect on her. Her cuddle instinct would kick in and she would get very, very sleepy.
"Is this ever soft," she thought to herself, as she gently stroked the yarn with her paw.
"Humm...yes...I'll curl up here. I'll nap on this ultra-soft scarf my mama is making. I'll be careful. She won't mind."
And with that, the little puppy closed her tired brown eyes and drifted off to dreamland.
Note: She was right. Her mama didn't mind one bit. In fact, she actually thought it was pretty darn cute. Golly-gee, her mama sure does love her.