Sometimes I get so tired of my pets crowding my bed; literally tired as well. Waking up ‘dog tired’ in the morning is not the way I want to start my day. I sleep in a queen-sized bed with a husband, two dogs and a cat. I adore my pets and actually enjoy having them close by my side at night. HOWEVER, many nights there is actually way too much activity going on when one is supposed to be catching some z’s.
For instance, last night, because I was hemmed in on both sides by the dogs, I fled my bed and camped out on the couch instead. Good try Jeanette! No more than 30 seconds later Auggie the Doxie and Toby the Pomeranian trailed after me and plopped themselves on top of me. I try to sneak out while they appear to be sound asleep, but they seem to sense my absence. I wish the old man would flee the bed and take his snoring and the dogs with him once in a while! This is assuming the dogs would follow after him like they do me. He refuses to do so because he says he is too tall to sleep on the couch in the living room or on the futon in the loft. Phooey, this is the price I pay for being short!
The crowding is NOT the only problem. Nothing gets past the fine-tuned hearing of these dogs; if they sense me trying to sneak out of bed away from them, they are not about to let the noisy neighbors get by without ear-splitting warning barks! Then, Toby-doggie has a routine of sock hunting every evening too. After I get into bed and drop my socks on the floor, Toby hunts them down and brings them back up onto the bed. But first he has to whine his head off before he climbs back up the doggie stairs provided for that purpose. We have no clue why he does that; it’s a fairly new annoying habit.
Sneaker the cat is not exempt from the disturbing nighttime activities. He has no qualms about walking on top of all parts of our bodies. When he’s tired of that, he roams around on top of the night stands knocking things over. Even when he’s not in the bedroom he still makes a nuisance of himself in the living room. We can hear him batting things around on the floor; everything he can get his grubby paws on!
What is one to do? I’m pretty sure it’s too late to train them to sleep in their own beds on the floor. They want to stay up high, where they can OWN us, and they do!