Folks, we have a crisis that must be solved – a blanket shortage in the Hu-Dad’s study that has resulted in drastic action by one member of The Herd.
We have lots and lots of napping spots. We have crates for each of us in the bedroom. We have crates for each of us on the deck. We also, for those trying to keep count, have crates for each of us in the S-RV and the Jeep, for a total of 19 crates, though only the bedroom and deck are relevant to today’s story. And, of course, we have various couches, human beds, rugs, sunbeam spots, and even a picnic table for napping.
The problem is that the boys want to nap in Hu-Dad’s study while he works on his busyness in there (clacking away on the computer doing something that earns kibble, but we don’t understand the details). Frankie drug a blanket into the study one day for comfort.
You should know that Frankie is a fluffer. He has to turn and twist and fluff the blanket over and over and over until it qualifies for sleeping position, but often ends up in a knot. Then he turns to Hu-Dad, who has to stop his busyness and come straighten out the blanket. That worked well for a while except Landon likes napping beside Frankie and Frankie decided that the blanket wasn’t big enough for the two of them. That led to the first picture where Frankie earned his own blanket and Landon slept on the blanket formerly belonging to Frankie.
Typhoon, who has always napped just fine without a blanket, has realized that he doesn’t have a blanket of his own.
So, guess what?
Hu-Dad was mumbling something about “high maintenance” and we think that has something to do with the altitude of our house in the mountains.