In my house, there are two places that our dogs love to be. The first is the rug by the fire.
I have to agree with Gryffon and Gracie (above) on that one. My favorite spot is in the blue recliner by the fire. It’s warm and cozy. It’s just the right place to relax on a winter evening.
The other favorite spot is a filthy old bed in the TV room. It’s filthy because it’s a real pain to wash, so it doesn’t get washed very often. But the dogs don’t mind. They love the bed.
They love it so, much, in fact, that they fight over it. Not growling, barking fights — it’s more passive-aggressive than that. If both dogs are walking around — eating their dinner, barking at a passerby, or coming in from outside, for instance — and they realize the bed is empty, they race to see who can get there first. If Gracie wins, she is smug, and Gryffon sadly finds another place to recline. But if Gryffon gets there first, Gracie is not deterred. If she’s determined to have the bed, she will find a free corner, tiny though it may be, and sit there. Or she’ll curl around Gryffon, essentially spooning him, so she can have her spot. Sometimes Gryffon gives up and lets her have the bed to herself. Sometimes he’s stubborn and takes up as much room as possible to spite his sister.
It’s amusing to watch. Because Gracie is such a brat about it, Chef and I usually root for Gryffon to get the bed. We used to interfere, but we finally decided to let them work it out themselves.
But we still laugh at Gracie the brat and cheer when Gryffon stands his ground against her.
Does that make us bad doggy parents?