But now I have a problem.
You see, I still have an old dog bed.
Right now my old bed has a hole in it, so my person put it by the sewing machine until she gets around to fixing that hole.
But Scratchy decided to take over my bed.
Scratchy, can’t you see that’s a dog bed?
Those are dog paw prints on that bed – not cat prints.
I don’t believe this!
Scratchy gets to sleep anywhere he wants.
He can sleep on any of the couches and even on my person’s bed.
I’m only allowed to sleep on the floor and on my dog beds.
Somehow I feel like a second class citizen.
I only have two dog beds to sleep on and Scratchy has all those nice, comfy places to sleep – and he decides to sleep on one of my beds.
Scratchy, if you don’t hurry up and get off my bed I’m going to give you what for.
I guess that did it.
I scared him off that time.
That’s a much better place for Scratchy. Right in front of the computer screen.
Oh, wait. I hope my person has finished typing up my blog post.