…you can get that thing out of my face now.
Can’t you see that I’ve got myself wedged against the couch so I can sleep upright and keep the kitchen in full view?
Go away, you’re bothering me.
Seriously…
…you can get that thing out of my face now.
Can’t you see that I’ve got myself wedged against the couch so I can sleep upright and keep the kitchen in full view?
Go away, you’re bothering me.
Bill Anders' Rambling, Photos & Beating Feet 
“Go away, you’re bothering me.” said your dog to you no time ever.
Oh he does, Brent. It’s a very guttural moan (not a growl). A sound of exasperation.
He’s a cranky ol’ man, especially when he’s not getting his beauty rest.