The back of our house is pretty much one big room. To the left side is the family room, to the right, the kitchen. There's no divider what so ever. About at the midpoint, we have a large, round dog bed. It's
big enough for both dogs, but they really don't like to share. It's funny to watch them scheming on how to get to be the one on the bed. If they are coming downstairs for the first time in the morning, it becomes a race to see who gets there first. A lot of mornings, Jimmy comes downstairs before Wilson to ensure he gets the primo real estate. Wilson will show up a bit later and give Jimmy a dirty look as he goes on past and settles for the nearby rug. But, lest you feel sorry for Wilson, he's not without his own devices. The rug he settles on is right by the back door. So Wilson will take a peek outside, give a low woof or two, and this will bring Jimmy flying over to see what Wilson "sees", which is nothing. Now Jimmy's off the bed, and Wilson runs over and plops down. Neener! You fell for it again, Jimmy!
Here's a couple of photos to set the scene. In this example, Jimmy was the winner. John came downstairs and was in the kitchen half. Any potential for food is going to draw Wilson off the bed and closer to the possibility of a bite!
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| Jimmy: Yes! I feel smug! |
And, of course, they've always got the chair and the sofa, when the bed is occupied! But it's all about being the winner!