[Of course, Caesar doesn't notice this right away. He's just about ready to drift back off to sleep, ready to return to his dream world when... there are suddenly a bunch of little legs poking and prodding at him as the dog tries to climb over him and find level ground. This catches Caesar's attention, because there is no good reason for that dog to be on his bed.
Drowsily, he opens up his tired eyes to look at the dog trying to make his way over to him.]
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Drowsily, he opens up his tired eyes to look at the dog trying to make his way over to him.]
What do you want...?