I'm switching my sleeping arrangements again tonight. To confuse the pets.

[Lil Missy]

I know they are planning to take over. Steal my identity, take over my Internet accounts, take away my guns, turn me into a Communist.

Just ask Raven. Her cat is stealing her credit cards and trying to steal her identity. And also mentioned "teabagging" to her. (And, YUK!) I fear for her life.

And mine as well. I switched to sleeping on the couch last night, to confuse the cats. They scurried and had another meeting. They are looking all too sly tonight. They even included the dog in the meetings today. He stole a sex toy, but for his trouble he had to come to me to untangle him, because he got all tied up somehow.

This is serious business. I've password protected my Internet account. I've hidden my charge cards. I took out Life Insurance. I'm not going to say where I'll sleep tonight.

I think Homeland Security is on to me.

Goddamn. I just knew this would happen if Obama got elected. Fuckin' libruls.


:scared:

[DeepBlueC]

1. say goodbye to your bed...

This is what they had in mind..no sharing.

[Lil Missy]

2. I can squeeze in around them. And, shhhhhh! I didn't say where I'm sleeping tonight!

They can read, ya know. :eyes:

[realisticphish]

3. my cat doesn't care

where my head is=what he wants to sleep on. He slowly steals my pillow over the course of the night

[Lil Missy]

6. Oh, I fogot to mention my dog steals my pillows. As in,

all over the room, and sometimes where I can't find them. And trashes my blankets all over to hell.

The cats just sleep on my butt and legs. As omeone else mentioned here once, feels like a Volkswagan landed on top of you.

[Shell Beau]

4. It's gonna be tough to fool those cats!

Good luck!! :P

[Lil Missy]

7. Oh no. I'll confuse them again.

Mwuhaaaahaha!

[mentalsolstice]

5. Yep, blame it on Obama

Even though our journey with pets in the bed started before his 2004 speech. We have the pug stretching for at least a foot between us, and then we have the Lab/mix finding big room. I find myself on the edge most nights, I'm a light sleeper, so I'll unconsciously move over to make room. However, the cat doesn't sleep with us, she doesn't want to sleep with smelly dogs, And our dogs respect that claw across their nose, kitty is the alpha female!

BTW, I'm nothing...I'm the runt of the litter they all try to protect. When my husband comes home from work, they're so excited to let him know "she, the runt, lives for another day." However, it's not a bad thing to be so protected.

[Lil Missy]

8. I kinda like cuddling up with the beasts.

But if you repeat that, I'll deny it.

:)

[mentalsolstice]

9. I've been cuddling with the beasts for as long...

as I can remember. Our Siamese cat was the ultimate Tom. However, whenever I was sick he would stay inside in bed with me until I was better. When, I was 6, my parents got me a pug, and I've been curling up to pugs since then (and other breeds and mutts, I love anything canine).

Our current kitty, Miss Priss, is zen kitty. Our nephew looks after when we're gone for a weekend. He calls her "Coltrane" kitty, cuz she lays back and offers up smooth martinis. Sometimes I curl up with her for an afternoon nap in our guest room.

[Lil Missy]

10. My pets are all over me when I'm sick. Especially the pooch.

Sometimes the know I am getting sick before I do.

Pets are so intuitive like that.

Tell you what, my pooch went through a horrible depression when my son died. They were best buds, and he just knew. He just camped on my son's bed for days and wouldn't move. And was obviously sad.

Pets aren't so dumb.

[mentalsolstice]

12. Oh Missy...

:hug: When my best friend died (suddenly), we had a graveside service, and I sat next to his dad and held his hand...honored, privileged, heartfelt, numb...I don't know how I felt. I had lost my best friend and he had lost his baby boy. All I could think was Mike shouldn't have died, and his dad shouldn't have to bury his son. And then there were Mike's dogs and cats...his precious pets.

Cats and dogs are so sensitive to certain situations, aren't they? And yet they can provide such comfort. Just to have a little snoring pug tucked into my tummy makes the world all right again. And then I take special naps with my kitty, and she purrs and kneads, and well, then I have purpose for living.

[Lil Missy]

13. My pooch was my best friend through that death. Actually,

I become quite nerotic about having him around for a while. I couldn't go anywhere without him, and he needed constant consoling too.

It really became a problem. I promised to be there for my out of town sister when she had a newborn. At the last minute, I called and said I could not come without my dog. I just couldn't part with my security blanket yet.

We worked it out, I brought the pooch with me. But to much inconvenience to her household and pets. She knows I still feel badly about that, but I was just too neurotic and needy at the time.

Of course the cats got left behind, and punished me properly for leaving them, LOL. Cat's can get such an attitude, really make you pay. :rofl:

[mentalsolstice]

14. In a time of need, you have to have a security blanket

Even though it eats, sleeps, sheds, snores, farts, shits and pees. So many days I put up with the mess, just to have the bundle of breathing, snoring, vibrating warmth next to me while I try to sleep and live.

Yeah, well, I have a human partner, but he's too hot and kicks too violently to get close to. I prefer the 4-legged critters to sleep with, particularly the pug...she's a little vibrating machine in my lumbar region.

[Lil Missy]

15. Oh, I did get over that. But the pooch is the best snuggler ever.

We just understand each other. He is deaf now, but I always know what he wants or is saying to me. He also snores! LOL!

The cats, well, I love them. They do feel like a Volkswagen sleeping on me at night. I don't mind, because I like them feeling they are safe with me. I can just roll over, and get what feels like a truck off my ass into a different position.

I do have one problem child, my "snarly butt". I must keep my hands under the covers lest he insist his face be squeezed and in my care constantly. He's really quite adorable, but such a pain in the ass.

[Lil Missy]

11. I'll have to decide soon. Couch or bed? Top or bottom?