Somebody has been up to mischief.
And it’s not me.
Because I’m the perfect dog.
So here’s the story.
It was night, and at night I always sleep on the floor next to my person’s bed.
I’m nice and quiet all night and never bother anybody.
Sometimes I get bothered.
Like when somebody wants to leave the room in the dark and the door hits my nose.
I’ve got to sleep by the door in order to guard it.
But Gizmo – remember him?
Well Gizmo sleeps right on top of my person’s bed.
I don’t know why she lets him do it, but she does.
And Gizmo always wakes my person up in the wee hours of the morning because he has to go out and do whatever he has to do.
That’s usually when the door hits my nose.
But Gizmo got that mischief bug in him last night.
He woke my person up and she got up to let him out of the room.
But he didn’t go out.
Instead he found a new spot on the bed.
My person’s spot.