Eko and Penny love getting comfortable. Burrowing in soft blankets, stretching on big beds and melting into deep couch cushions.
The pups find comfort in proximity to each other
So Penny will always choose a cramped space near Eko over a larger, but bare, cushion
Comfortable spot? Maybe not, but it’s filled to the brim with comfort
That comfort includes Emily and I too. The closer they can get to us, the better.
Even if it means practically crushing Emily between them
We have two single-person chairs in our front room. They’re right next to a large couch and a comfy bench which I have all set-up for the dogs. Eko and Penny agree the couches only fit one person.
One person. And two dogs, obviously
The Marking Our Territory totem pole
I scoff and grumble as the pups step around (and on) me to situate themselves.
They somehow manage to squish themselves in, largely by pressing my internal organs into each other. It’s a bit difficult to breath, I can’t move and it’s certainly not comfortable.
But I don’t get up. I stroke Eko and Penny on the head, feel the soft rhythm of their breathing and smile. In that moment we are safe, warm and together. That’s comfort.
I’m with the pups on this one. No amount of blankets or cushions could ever beat that feeling.