
Tartok here. You may wonder why I am sleeping on the hard floor while . . .

. . . my sister Ruby gets the couch.

You see, I have the fresh air ventilation spot for those cold mountain breezes.

While she suffers in the den with the humans who insist on closed doors and windows when it is freezing outside.

I win.
You are like my brother, YoYoMa!
Monty prefers the great out doors too!
Sam
Oh yes, you are the ManSibe Tartok! Shocked Miss Ruby is not pushing you out of the way!
Please take a look at my blog. A friend rescued a Husky from traffic the other day and is trying to find a forever home for him. He’s a doll and probably not even a year old yet. Maybe you have some Husky friends that would be interested?
Thanks!
Mamma Heartbeat
It’s all a matter of perspective, right Tartok?
I’d probably be right there with woo Tartok!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Besides which, I see an empty bed beside the door, too, so you COULD have comfort and fresh mountain breezes, too, couldn’t you. I take it this is your choice, and hey, as long as you’re comfortable, let Ruby have her stuffy old den, and soft, “mushy” couch.