Don't look, Carrie ~ More Kritterz-in-bed Tails...
My FurKids have ALL been in/on the bed Kritters :D...
Shadow, my beautiful 60# Shepherd/Husky (RB :( in '99) learned the art of sleeping on the bed her night of adoption at 9 months. She needed a pillow to be comfortable - If she wasn't able to push my head over to make room for both of us, she'd drape herself over my body to make do. I often awoke and discovered a limb or two numb from serving as her pillow overnight! Another favorite position was with her head draped over my neck - I would awaken to a faceful of fur and unable to raise my head. After Boots, the Kat, arrived, he slept in the bookcase headboard till he outgrew the book cubby-holes; then the two of them would share their bed with me. :rolleyes:
Cinder arrived at 6 months of age and immediately adapted to our bed her first night. The Kat was stressed with the frisky newcomer and retreated to the top of the headboard for a few weeks, but slowly returned to sharing the bed. Cinder enjoys spooning beside me for tummy and neck rubs till I drift off... If it's cold enough, she'll submit to sleeping beside me under the covers till we warm up; then she'll slip out and cuddle above the covers.
Smokey arrived abused and abandoned :mad: without a clue of house and sleeping manners :confused:. After one night in the basement, he graduated to sleeping in the bunkroom leashed to the bed. Next, he experimented with jumping up to join Cinder ON the bed - but panicked every time I moved. After sleeping under the bed for a week or so, he adjusted to my tossing and turning and began demanding his place on the bed!
Currently, the Kat has relinquished his claim :mad: to a spot on the bed - too many big feet to contend with... He sleeps on the couch or sometimes the headboard. Smokey has adopted one of Shadow's :( old mannerisms - he wants a piece of the pillow! Being less fuzzy than Cinder ~ He likes sleeping under the covers! And...He's like an instant-on hot water bottle - a welcome bed-mate on chilly nights. Cinder curls on or around my feet, keeping them toasty from above the covers.
Positions sometimes change during the night, but nobody puts a paw on the floor till long after I crawl out in the morning and they're sure I'm not going to jump back in for more sleep.