The Persistence of Me

OK, I cooperated, a little.

The Persistence of Memory

Or, The Persistence of Me. Remember the Hershey bar pillow? It's mine now. I knew they would give in and let me use it. I like to jump up on the bed and drape myself across the Hershey pillow just like the dogs in the picture are draped over tree branches. You know, like the melting clocks in the original Salvador Dali painting.

It's hard to take a picture of me stretched out lazily on the Hershey bar pillow because I snap to attention in the presence of a camera. Maybe someday I'll cooperate and strike the right pose.