Now this is a sight you don't see often. Mom bought these beds for us. They were very comfy in the beginning, but I don't sleep in mine anymore.
Burnie and I don't usually get this close. He must have come onto the couch while I was sound asleep. If I was awake, he wouldn't get this close and if he did, I would have run away.
He's such a pest and I hate it when he stares at me. I try my best to scare him by growling and hissing, but he just looks so innocent. Then I get in trouble for growling and mom says I should be more tolerant of him. When he stares too long, I just run away.
Last night at bedtime, I went into the bedroom right on time. Burnie tried to get in, but I wouldn't let him. Finally, Mom opened the door a little more and he just waltzed right in. He didn't stay long, so I had Mom to myself until this morning. I like that.