We are heading into Night #3 and the battle has intensified.
Well personally I don’t see what the issue is. Humans sit on the lounge, take up all the space so I go and make myself comfy on their bed. Then mum comes to bed so I curl up on dad’s side. THEN dad comes to bed…. hmmm.
Once upon a time as soon as dad walked in I would hop up and head back out to the now vacated lounge. BUT… it is winter. I have put quality time into warming up my little spot on the bed and making myself comfy. Nope I have no intention of moving. No longer am I just giving in and going out to the lounge.
Night #1 I think they both thought it was all very cute. Me curled up on the end of the bed. Although I will admit I take up a bit of space it seemed to be all good. It was also the night after a trial and I got a quallie so mum was especially happy with me.
So let’s move onto Night #2. Now dad has decided that while Night #1 was cute and all he didn’t really get a great night sleep and hence I shouldn’t be allowed to sleep all night on the bed. Situation normal in that I have made myself comfy. Dad comes in and tries to shuffle me off and I hold my ground… just physically act like a lump and don’t move. Eventually roll over a bit to let dad onto some of his side of the bed. Dad gives up moving me further and hence I stay and have another awesome night of sleep.
Situation looks a lot like this great Off The Leash cartoon.
So we are now up to Night #3. Mum is laughing that I am currently 2-nil up. Dad is complaining about not having a decent night’s sleep over the last 2 night. Mum is refusing to be any help and tells dad he has to move me. I am prepared. I have taken up my position early… even before the toddler was in bed.
Let the battle for the bed begin….
I would write more but I have to take up my dead weight position and pretend I am in a deep sleep and can’t possibly be moved.
Night all… sleep tight (hehehe)