Thair are nights wan you get tha best pets and massages, wan you ken feel the warmth of tha radiator but not too much fram tha heetpatch. As your mather gently carrasses your: chest, neck, tummy, inner theyes, you ken feel yournself drifting lake a leef on water, lake a clowd in tha grate blew sky. I had had such a night wairever I relaxed into a dreem while SHE watched American Idle. MINE back legs began to run, mine tale began to wag. Suddenly mine tale woked me and I realized I was not on tha beech in Meksico, I was on MINE lavely sofa with piles of duvets, heets and mine mather's lave. I licked mine lips and went back to sleep. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeFHo-xy9SY&feature=youtu.be