We bought our dog Felony a doggie bed over 2-3 weeks ago. He has been sleeping on the foot of our bed ever since. Last Monday, however, our son asked if he could sleep with him in his bedroom. So, I carried his bed in Sky’s room and just told him to sleep there.
And he did.
Come Tuesday morning, Sky and I were having breakfast and Felony was no where in sight. And it was unusually quiet…
I traipsed around the house and this is what I found.
Of course, my initial reaction was – gett all bat-sh*t crazy at Felony for nibbling away part of his bed. And of course, I couldn’t get mad at him for so long – he had both his ears down and he had that dopey cute look on his face. I carried his tattered doggie bed back to our room and went about to bring Sky to school and me do my work.
Fast forward in the afternoon and we come home. I went to finish my paperwork in our home office; which is about ~10-20ft across our bedroom. And then, I felt something on my foot.
Felony dragged his frayed doggie bed to me.
Okay dog, I hear you.
I hear you loud and clear.
You are Felony. Our Felony. ❤️