Reeelaaaaaaax

Dogs and cats seem to have a knack for being able to make themselves comfortable in the most unlikely spots.  Butters in particular, loves to jam his bulk into places he shouldn't really fit.

Sometimes Roswell even squeezes in there with him.

Being comfy in tight spots isn't just something the cats enjoy.

Kait's dog Sooki.

Trey in one of his beloved beds.

Sometimes having two cozy beds don't guarantee Trey will get to lie in either of them.

Time to buy another bed.

Damn cats !

As you know, Trey loves to suck on his bed, and Roswell loves to lie in Trey's bed.

Trey does not want Roswell in his bed.  Roswell doesn't care.  Trey growls ominously as Roswell settles into Trey's bed for a nap.  Roswell still doesn't care. Trey sucks furiously on his bed to relieve his frustration.

Trey does NOT want to share his precious bed with a stupid cat.   Nor does he want to be a cat sandwich.

Both cats ignore him.  Sometimes you've just gotta live with the hand you're dealt.

Damn cats !

A early Christmas Gift for Trey.

Trey used to have a  sweet, little bed.   In fact, Trey had a succession of sweet, little beds.

 He loved his beds, even after he grew too big for them

He was happy if even only part of him fit in it.

But Trey also loved sucking on pillows and when his sucky pillow wasn't handy, he'd suck on his bed.

Sometimes he'd get carried away and give his bed a shake.  Then he'd give it another shake.  One day he discovered a hole in his bed.  Ooooooooooo STUFFING !

Trey and Sooki at the scene of the crime.

And so for a long time, Trey was without a bed.

But the other day I found small dog beds on sale for $5.99.

Oh he was so happy when I gave it to him.   He carried it around, then lay on it and sucked its soft stuffed edge, then he fell asleep.

But now I'm gonna need to buy a second bed,

and maybe even a third.

Oh wait-- Trey has just taken matters into his own hands ... er ... teeth.

Note:  No bald cats were harmed in the posting of this blog.