The other evening, I was lucky enough to sleep in the bedroom - turns out that when I'm wet from swimming, Christine doesn't like me to stay in my room downstairs, as I might go outside and catch a cold. Not that it bothers me, but I really like sleeping in the bedroom, even though I'm too big now to try and scootch under the bed.
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In the morning, Richie got up to make his morning coffee, and I thought I would see what the big deal about sleeping in bed is all about. Let me tell you - this rocks! Not only is it nice and soft, but it also smells like my humans! I still like sleeping on the cool floor however, but this is a pretty nice alternative!
Mischa
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