I am such a bad father or it is really time for a queen size bed??? Last night Mickey seemed worried about the thunder storm, so against my better judgement, I permitted him to sleep in my bed. Once I jumped in bed and turned off the light, he moved from my feet to plant himself up against my side (were we spooning? I have never spooned with a dog before). It was not long after that LU jumped in bed and plastered herself on the opposite side of me. I was a Bill sandwich! I might add here that LU likes to sleep long ways on the short side of the bed. When I move over, she moves over. This continues until I am on the edge of the bed, nearly on the floor!
Suffice to say I was locked in place by my loving pets. No rolling or shifting for me last night. Needless to say it was not a very satisfying 6 hours of sleep. I awoke and really needed to shift positions despite the fact that my loving pets were still plastered against me. I moved in one direction and then in another and suddenly ........... I rolled Mick right off the bed and onto the floor!! I believe this scared the poop out of him (not literally) and of course me too. Still groggy, I jumped up and began my profusion of apologies directed at Mick for pushing him out of bed and onto the floor. I am certain he understood everything I was saying! LU of course always lands on her feet, so knocking her out of bed is less of a problem :-)
My repayment for knocking Mick out of bed? It seemed to be a very long walk this morning giving Mick the opportunity to mark an area of about a half mile. Now this marking was in some cases real, but clearly by the end of the walk it was imaginary as his "tank" was clearly empty! This has become one of his endearing little habits.
Lesson learned on this day ... time to put the bed on the floor ... time to get a queen size bed ... time to keep everyone out of the "pool" at night.
Side note - the above was written in 2011 and it is now 2014. The Queen size bed was purchased to allow all pets the opportunity to sleep in it without having the risk of being knocked onto the floor. It was also purchased to give everybody room to enjoy the bed. Mick, rarely sleeps in my bed anymore - only if he is not feeling well or he seems to need to be close that night. LU throws an amazing amount of body heat off. Even in the winter she throws enough heat off to give me a heat stroke. I now keep her out of my room all night. LU does on occasion jump into bed after I get up and walk Mick and then crawl back into bed. This is because Mick sits on the 3rd or 4th step up to stand guard. He frequently barks at intruders that only he sees. I appreciate that he feels this need to protect me, but not so much at 6 AM. I have to leave my bedroom door open so when he is done guard dog duty, he can come back into the bedroom. This allows LU the chance to jump into bed with me. LU has gotten good about not being to close to me in bed anymore, so the experience is more enjoyable. She often stays on the bed for a while after I get up.
In the end, the one of us that learned the biggest lesson was: LU - she has learned that if you can control your owner, you can get whatever you want whenever you want it. This includes but not limited to, pushing her owner out of bed whenever she wants. LU is a smart pussy cat!
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