Call this a doggy bed? Last winter it was twice as big! Sure, the other cushion is falling apart and Little Bear shat on it once. Stupid Little Bear. Look at him over there: Even scrunched over he’s taking up more than half. He’s just doing it to annoy me, he likes the cold.
If I could just con Click into coming here and snuggling with LB, I could get my big chair. Heh. I’ll bet she’ll do it. Pervert.
If Uncle Joel would only spring for some decent beds! How hard is that? He’s always doing things for those chickens, and do they care? They’re birds! I’d run away from home, but Auntie L won’t take me with her. Just dumps me back here on Sundays.
It’s not fair.