He rushed. Yes, it was already late. Somehow he had lost track of time observing the lady with pink ribbons. Yes the room might have been cleaned by now, The sheet on the bed without any creases. The pillows in place. He rushed inside and stretched below the cot. Ahhh, the room was still cool. The heat of the morning had still not taken off the coolness of the Air Conditioner. Now that he was settled, the mistress would not be able to shove him out of the room. Yes, canines were good watchdogs but they also need some comforts.
*in loving memory of Pluto, my first canine friend.