It's been an odd day!
The son had a lovely bedroom...you know, all kinda cosy and welcoming. Lots of stuff left all over the floor to chew up when the need arose and lots of places to hide. He had one of those loft beds that was a million miles up in the air but sadly I couldn't get up the steps. I used to have to sit at the bottom of the steps and tap my toes on the steps and wait for him to jump out of bed to lift me up or mum and dad to get fed up with the noise and come in to lift me up. I could get down OK but never up.
Today all hell let loose! Dad decided to dismantle the bed!!!!!!! Oh my goodness, what a to do there was. There was mess everywhere, science projects growing under the bed in hidden corners long forgotten and stuff that the son had thought he had lost. Mum found half of her missing IKEA plastic beakers and a few spoons too that had gone on the missing list. I just sat at the door looking bewildered while dad said a few naughty words and did all sorts of things until the bed was at last down on my jumpable level. Hurrah, at last I could get on the bed without any help. I was delighted to say the least. I wanted to shout that they could take my dog basket out of the room now as I was going to be very happy on the bed...or even in the bed. Yeah, in the bed sounds a better idea!
They cleaned the room, changed the sheets (for me to mess up again!) and off they went. I took this as a perfect opportunity to get up there and try the bed out for size. What a treat...perfect! I am going to love this new bed. So when they go out and leave me, will I worry? No way will I as I will be King of the castle on the sons bed! All I need to do now is have some biscuits up in the bed, make a mess and the move will have been totally worth it. I might even get the sheets muddy first thing in the morning when I get back from the fields all muddy and wet. Don't you just love the smell of mud and the stream! Well, mum don't but it's not her bed so it won't matter!
Move over son I'm on my way........
Sunday, January 07, 2007
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10 comments:
Ah nothing like clean (for a moment) sheets!
Bussie Kissies
Buster
loui, talking about steps, i don't like them too.
funny you are ok with getting down and not up. me, i'm ok with getting up and not down!
wet wet licks
Boo
Ooh, lucky you. I am not even allowed up the stairs. There's a "baby gate" in the way. Baby, hmm, I'm getting on for 8 months old don't cha know!
Licks,
Oscar x
Human beds are so much better without the humans in them.
Simba xx
Hi Loui! And Your Mama!
I am not allowed upstairs either! Life is just not fair sometimes. I have to make my mess downstairs, I try my best to make a good mess though! Artistic Mess is the best!
Love and licks from Marvin xxxxx
ps Jeannie has cut her finger again....and is having trouble typing my instructions today!
Hooooomans eh?
Boo the steps very like a verticle ladder so now way could I have got up!!
Poor Jeannie...psst Marvin, is she accident prone??
Simba I don't mind them humans being in the beds as they give great cuddles.
Buster I hate that softener stuff on clean sheets,it makes me sneeze!
Oscar my mum didn't want me upstairs either to start with but I used my persuasive charms on her!
Loui xx
wow, you are lucky!! I am sure the son wont mind at all!!
Hi Loui! No she is not accident prone, just not safe with any form of sharp instrument. Her Mama used to say she was like a Cow with a Gun, with is an odd saying, but seems to go with Jeannie cutting open packaging! ha ha ha!
love and licks Marvin xxxxx
Hi there Loui! Hope your Mum don't mind but we have "taken a leaf out of her Blog" and used my second Blog, Cool Canine for a picture blog!
My Mum was so impressed with your Mum's Tour of London she decided to do someithing similar!
Thank her for the email, Jeannie will reply shortly!! The information about London was very interesting to her, much appreciated!
love Marvin xx
and Jeannie xx
dear loui,
sweet! fresh new sheets are like a blank canvass for fun-loving, creative folks like us to leave our marks of art! happy smudging!
loves,
fee
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