.. and the nap won.
Sam was relegated to his “campin’ spot” for a time out, after much cussin’ and fussin’ (minus the cussin’). When I went up to spring him, this is what I found:
Peaking into the “campin’ spot”.
I see two pillows.. but where’s Sam?
Aha!
So much for “We don’t need no stikin’ naps!”






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