If you've been reading for a while, you already know Hunter has several beds in this house. I really don't understand why he has so many. I have my crate and my parents' bed. That should be plenty for any dawg. Apparently that isn't good enough for our Hunter. He has a bed in front of the fireplace (we all enjoy it from time to time), an orthopedic bed in the master bedroom, and then there's his first bed.
I can tell you what Hunter needs his dawg bed for . . . humping! I guess it's probably not polite to talk about in mixed company, but that is about all Hunter has used this bed for during the past eleven years. Some male dawgs get in trouble for humping people's legs. Not Hunter. He is such a good boy; he would never embarrass Mommy that way. Instead, he humps his bed in the privacy of the master bedroom. Mommy figures if that's as bad as it gets, she'll allow it.
The last time our parents moved, they had to place some items in storage. Much to Hunter's dismay, the big green bed was on the list. Nine months later, it came off the moving truck and out of the packing box. I wasn't around at the time, but Mommy said Hunter and the bed had quite a reunion!
These days, Hunter does less humping than he used to in his younger days (thank goodness). In all of Hunter's years, Mommy has refrained from capturing these moments on film. Aren't you proud of her? Considering all of the other things she takes pictures of, this is quite an accomplishment. In the meantime, Dixie and I have started enjoying the bed as it was intended . . . for sleeping!