Tuesday, August 7, 2018
The first Christmas I was here living with my son I was still getting to know his dog. I am not what you call an animal lover. I would never mistreat any creature but I do not need or even want a pet.
I felt bad because the floors were cold in the winter. The poor dog was sleeping on the floor. I got her a dog bed for Christmas.
It is a nice one. It is firm and big. The lining is rather plush. The cushion has a washable cover which is good because after all she does tend to smell like a dog.
Her bed stays in my son's room because he is her owner. That is where she sleeps at night.
When we first opened the box and let the bed stretch out she was so excited. She knew it was for her. She jumped right in and made herself comfortable.
That bed is pretty well used in the seven years she has had it. The cushion is flattened and not nearly as soft as it was. She has had a few accidents in there when she was sick. Even though my son constantly washed and sprayed it the smell sometimes gets stronger than it should..
The other day my son received an offer for a dog bed online. The price was greatly reduced. The bed is a large size so he ordered it. He has been trying to decide what to do with the old one.
The new one came today. It is not nearly as big as the first one. But the dog likes it.
She rolled around on it. She nuzzled the sides and the cushion. She laid on the edge. She flopped paetwayon it. She tugged and pulled on it getting the feel for it.
We decided to find a place for it in the living room. The dog has been happily alseep in heer new bed for several hours now. And the old one is still in the bedroom for now.