October 31, 2003

It's That Time of the Year

No, not Christmas. Not Halloween. Not even fall.

It's time to put on the winter down comforter. The rest of the year we use the lightweight summer down comforter (at least I do. Kevin gets too hot under it), but when it gets cold, it's time to break out the big daddy.

This also means that it's Dog In Bed time. The winter comforter's appearance is Scout's cue to spend all of her days and nights snuggling underneath it. Actually "snuggling" isn't the proper word. "Stretching out" would be a better term for this behavior. Yes, regardless of whether or not there are humans in the bed, you can find Scout at the bottom, stretching out in all kinds of ways, taking up a surprisingly enormous amount of room. When a human dares to invade her territory with, say, their feet, she simply puts her paws (with the pointy claws) up against the offending body part, and streeeeeetches, pushing you away. If you try to bodily move her, she gets very huffy and occasionally will show a little teeth.

It's very cute to have Scout in the bed, but not in the middle of the night when she's snoring and twitching in her dreams, her claws digging into your calves. We had hoped the cave bed would have solved this problem, as it's also nice, cozy, and warm, but Scout insists on exercising her inalienable right to sleep under the covers. Spoiled dog.

Posted by Shelby at October 31, 2003 04:51 PM