But it has been repeatedly violated by the Pee-Wee Midget Hump Meister!Leaving me to recline on the puppy bed with the comfort of my decapitated Santa.That doesn't seem right. After all, the Pee-Wee actually gets to sleep on the couch when he wants and sometimes even (gasp) Momma's lap! So why must he infringe on the Mango bed? Some of you suggested I move him, but I'm just not that kind of a guy, so instead I pace and pace and pace and pace and... until Momma can't stand it and kicks the midget out of my bed (Momma says Pee-Wee is becoming the "big dog" whatever that means that its a good thing that I have a pack leader due to my "limited cognitive abilities." Huh? Sure, yesterday I forgot how to get into the Mastiff Mobile, but that could happen to anybody, right?).
I mean, I even have to retire to the dog cave early sometimes and miss out on all the action in MY living room addition just so that I can get dibbs ON MY OWN BED!
So I decided to take a new tact which required a disturbing amount of actually cuddling with the squirt.
No sooner do I perch myself, than he wakes up from his feigned state of slumber...And relocates!Leaving me perched most unfortunately on the very edge of my mastiff bed (what if I totally fell out?).Did ever one suffer so?
Mango Man! Oh yeah!