Shyla Elevator

I waited patiently on the edge of the bed, vibrating joyously. 

my rolls and I are ready!
It was doggie dinnertime, and my human gently lowered me to the food court level with an Aerosmith serenade.

food coma
Once I was emptied and filled, it was time for my seventeenth (or so) nap of the day. 

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