I’m not allowed on the couches around here and it’s totally not fair. My people get to sit on those nice comfy couches – they can even curl up on them if they want to, and wrap themselves in nice, toasty blankets. What makes it even worse is that Scratchy is allowed to get on the couch any time he wants. As a matter of fact, Scratchy is allowed on all the furniture – the couches, the chairs, and even the beds.
Scratchy is even allowed on the countertops. Well, at least the one where his food is. I don’t know why my people don’t feed him on the floor. They feed me there.
I’m totally relegated to the floors. The hard, cold floors.
Person, you don’t have to ruin my story. I know there’s carpet on the floors and I have a bed I can lay on. I’m trying to make everyone feel sorry for me.
Anyway, I’d like my turn on the couch too but I have to wait until my people leave the house to get my chance. When I hear a car in the driveway I quickly get up and head to the door to greet my people. That way they aren’t suspicious at all.
Today I blew it though. I don’t know what happened. I must have really been sleeping soundly. I didn’t hear a thing – and then, there she was. My person had come in the door.
Oops! — I’m in trouble now!
February 18, 2012 at 10:58 am
February 18, 2012 at 11:04 am
Teresa, I’ve got to listen better next time. I don’t like getting caught.
February 18, 2012 at 11:35 am
Could you explain that you were sleepwalking?
February 18, 2012 at 11:56 am
Great idea Meg. Hey person, I couldn’t help myself – I was sleepwalking and I have no idea how I ended up on the couch. I don’t think she’s buying it Meg.
February 18, 2012 at 12:37 pm
Blame it on the couch! I used to have a couch that seemed to envelop me in sleep. Once I lay down on it, I was a goner. Maybe your person’s couch has the same effect on you. It looks very much like my sleeping couch. It’s even the same color.
And the pictures just keep getting better and better! Even when nastily surprised red-pawed, your picture still shows you to be charming and very photogenic 🙂
February 18, 2012 at 2:31 pm
Mom, that’s it! That couch just reached out and grabbed me. I couldn’t stop myself. That couch put me deeply asleep.
February 18, 2012 at 1:31 pm
That is so funny! Caught in the act! Hey Bongo, you’ve got me feeling sorry for you! lol 🙂
February 18, 2012 at 2:32 pm
Bassetmomma, I’m glad I managed to get someone feeling sorry for me. I’m so deprived around here.
February 18, 2012 at 1:46 pm
Oh Bongo, the look on your face..”I don’t know how I got up here…I must have been sleepwalking”
February 18, 2012 at 2:34 pm
Jen, I wish my person would understand – it’s not my fault. I don’t know how I got on that couch.
February 18, 2012 at 2:13 pm
Oh, Bongo, I love sleeping on the sofa, too. Cook puts a blanket over my favorite spot, so that I’m not sleeping directly on the sofa, but I’m still very comfy, and I always stay in my spot. That’s the best one!
February 18, 2012 at 2:35 pm
Henry, what a good idea. I’ll see if I can convince my person to get me my own blanket and leave it on the couch for me.
February 18, 2012 at 2:37 pm
The couch is so comfy. So are the bed and the window seat. It makes sense to sleep in those soft places. If you just explain it to your person, maybe she’ll see the logic.
February 18, 2012 at 2:40 pm
Lola, I keep trying. I sneak on her bed too. She’s never caught me there, but somehow she always knows I’ve been there. I’m not sure how, but maybe I need to straighten the covers when I get off.
February 20, 2012 at 8:11 am
If only we had thumbs. Sigh.
February 20, 2012 at 11:02 am
Lola, what is it about those thumb things that seem to give our people superiority over us?
For the Love of My Dogs
February 18, 2012 at 5:40 pm
Busted! Lol Bongo, love the picture- your person even has the evidence! I know how ya feel about cats…Roory gets to go wherever she wants and the pups don’t think that’s fair!!
February 18, 2012 at 5:52 pm
Deanna, it’s so unfair between cats and dogs. Maybe Harley, Scarlett, and Chelsea will join with me to form a dog union. Dogs against favorable treatment for cats.
February 18, 2012 at 7:56 pm
The German, “Whoopsie! Bongo! I agree. Nothing is better on a chilly rainy winter’s day than a nice comfy leather couch. I was allowed to snuggle with person and cat all together at my last home – but here, no. I do have a nice soft bed to lounge on by the couch…but still on gray days – when everyone is watching TV – I try to sneak up beside my person. Only they say I’m too big and there’s no room – I try my sad face, but it doesn’t work. Any suggestions?”
February 18, 2012 at 10:25 pm
German, I’ve got the same problem you do. I don’t know what to say. Maybe if we put our heads together we can come up with a way to convince our people. There’s got to be a way.
February 18, 2012 at 9:22 pm
Bongo – Same thing about cats allowed on everything in our house too. But, ever since the little person let us on her bed we have started to sneak on Mom’s den couch (but not the one in the big room where the mean other human watches TV). Mom actually likes snuggling with us furry guys, so she has started to let us watch TV with her but only there. So now cats are not the only ones on the furniture anymore at our house, but we still do not get to be on the one in the big room! NO FAIR – Lulu and Sofie
February 18, 2012 at 10:27 pm
Lulu and Sofie, you are so lucky you get to snuggle on the den couch with your mom – but I agree that us dogs should be allowed on all the furniture.
February 18, 2012 at 10:51 pm
What a good nap you were having to not hear the car or the door or anything. Maybe your person needs to wear a big bell. Thin k she would go for it? It could be a pretty one…
February 19, 2012 at 7:32 am
Patricia, I like that bell idea. If my person doesn’t get one herself maybe I can get her one for her next birthday.
February 19, 2012 at 12:29 am
Oh that’s so funny! I hope you enjoyed your sleep before you were so rudely awakened. Just looking at the photos on your blog, you are CLEARLY neglected. Flo has the same problem…
February 19, 2012 at 7:35 am
Flo, my person should at least call first so I know she’s on her way home. Oh, I forgot. She won’t get me my own phone so that wouldn’t work either. I’m truly neglected – can’t even have my own phone.
February 19, 2012 at 1:02 am
Oh no, Bongo! That’s unfair! Why Scratchy is allowed to be on the couches and you’re NOT? I don’t remember if I was allowed to do when I first stepped on the couch, but I’ve already torn the leather of the couches several times!!! My mom and the rest of my family have given up to complain to me! BOL! So our couches are very messy! 🙂
February 19, 2012 at 7:38 am
Wow Kevin. Too bad you don’t have your own blog, because you’d be a perfect candidate for Monday Mischief. I’d be in real trouble if I messed up the couches. My people don’t even like my hair all over them. Go figure.
February 19, 2012 at 1:43 am
O, Bongo, you poor fellow! Don’t you think it also has something to do with space? Have a nice sunday:)
February 19, 2012 at 7:40 am
Angelswhisper, I don’t know what it has to do with, but sometimes I really feel like a low class citizen around here. I’ll keep sneaking up on there though.
February 19, 2012 at 2:35 am
I personally think that you are being ‘comfort abused’…If I was your person I would buy you one of those big bean bags so that you could cuddle yourself down into it and keep nice and warm.
My dogs do go on the furniture because there is nowhere else that I can put them . We have two 2 seater sofas and squeezing 4 dogs and two people on there all at once gets very difficult. When we have gone out shopping, three of my dogs have chewed the seats on one of the sofas so I have put a heavy blanket on it…..
I tried the other day to put them out in the barn but they escaped.
You are such a good dog Bingo I am sure that you would never be so naughty, and that is why I love you xxxxx
February 19, 2012 at 7:42 am
Patreciau, I don’t chew on the couches, but I would definitely be part of that escape from the barn. I would love to go running with your dogs.
February 19, 2012 at 11:47 am
oh Bongo! I hope you aren’t in too much trouble! Couches are so snuggly and comfy, I think you should be able to enjoy them whenever you want!
Rusty & Co.
February 19, 2012 at 12:40 pm
Rusty, I don’t get into too much trouble, but my people always make me get off when they catch me. It’s really not fair. They should get me my own couch if they don’t want me on theirs.
February 19, 2012 at 4:25 pm
Mrs. P.I.B. used to sneak onto the couch, too, Bongo! We had a mutual understanding that I would pretend I didn’t catch her as long as she didn’t do it while I was home. Of course, that is all out the window now with Wonderbutt. He is the King of the Couch, and determines who else gets to occupy it with him.
February 19, 2012 at 4:40 pm
It sounds like I’m more like Mrs. P.I.B. than I am like Wonderbutt. That can’t be right. Wonderbutt’s my hero.
February 19, 2012 at 9:38 pm
Madam Lasagna is totally with you Bongo. What’s with the cats getting all the cozy spots up high on soft furniture. They are so spoiled. Well, she says just wait until you are a little older, then your people will soften up and not scold you over an occasional slip up.
February 19, 2012 at 9:44 pm
Madam Lasagna, I’m glad I’m not the only one. We’ve got to do something about those cats.
February 19, 2012 at 10:11 pm
Bongo, you should try this ancient tribal thing with your persons . . . it’s bound to work, being ancient and all. You say to your persons that your ancestors are from a royal, very royal, lineage and you just got word that your tribe just elected you King for couch warming. Your main duty is to make sure the couch is kept warm at ALL times. If your person starts to look like she’s going to ask for proof about this king stuff, just say, not only is your tribe very royal, but it’s a highly top secret tribe as well. 🙂 Fool proof! See you on the couch!
February 19, 2012 at 10:38 pm
Good idea Sunshine. Hey person, I’ve got something to tell you.
February 19, 2012 at 11:35 pm
You are really lucky you don’t have that really long black or white thick hair that sticks to everything. When we get on the couch we leave a blanket 😦
February 20, 2012 at 10:43 am
Lexie and Mica, I’ll tell my person not to complain. I don’t leave a blanket behind, but I do leave hairs everywhere – especially the white ones.
February 20, 2012 at 1:33 am
Insist upon your own sofa Bongo – it’s every dog’s (human) right 🙂
February 20, 2012 at 10:50 am
Bassa, I’m working on my people. I agree I should have my own sofa. Then I could tell my people to get off of it.
February 20, 2012 at 10:53 am
Hahahahaha 🙂 You should see me eject the little person when he gets on my sofa! 🙂
February 20, 2012 at 11:17 am
Great going Bassa. I may have to come over and learn some of your tricks.
February 20, 2012 at 3:03 am
I’ve given up trying to tell our dog not to sleep on the couch. In fact we enjoy long cuddles every night all 3 of us on our couch… Your person will certainly disapprove but there you have it, it’s our little soft spot! Maybe you could convince your person, give her that look [you know which one I’m talking about!].
February 20, 2012 at 10:51 am
Marina, you mean I should share the couch with my people? I think I’d like it all to myself.
February 20, 2012 at 8:48 am
Uh oh Bongo… isn’t that Scratchy’s Love blanket? You look good with red though… 🙂
February 20, 2012 at 11:04 am
Jaxart4animals, Scratchy thinks all the blankets are his love blankets.
February 20, 2012 at 1:01 pm
In our house the cat and that small dog are allowed up on the human’s lap. We have never been allowed there. It is not fair!
Glad you at least got a nap on the couch. 🙂
the brown dawgs
February 20, 2012 at 3:39 pm
Brown Dawgs, us big dawgs sure aren’t treated fair. We’ve got to make up for it. I got on my person’s bed this morning and messed it all up for her. It will be easier for her to get under the covers tonight.