We live in New England. It gets cold. Not West Coast cold. We get the real deal, including bitter days with the temperature below zero and piles of ice and snow through which only a snow plow (maybe) can pass.
We do have a heating system and good insulation, but we are always just a little bit cold, especially in the spring and fall when I’m not ready to start (or restart) the heat.
But the biggest, most determined blanket maven in the house is Bonnie. The crate in the corner is her house and in it are her blankets. Many blankets. Periodically, we pull all the blankets out and run them through the laundry. Garry lovingly folds them and puts them neatly in Bonnie’s house.
Bonnie gives him That Look. After which she goes in her crate. Pulls the pile apart, drags each blanket out of the crate, then drags them back in. She then rearranges them until they form that perfect pile in which she will be completely at her ease. She also drags everything else in there, too. Biscuits, toys, pieces of old cardboard boxes and anything else she has found and decided to save.
She is very particular about the arrangement of her blankets. We may not be able to see the careful organization, but she knows. Don’t go messing with her blankets. She will have to start all over again, pulling them out, dragging them back in. It’s a busy life for a small, black Scottish Terrier.
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I would be just as frustrated as Bonnie if someone rearranged everything on my bed. In fact, that’s one of the reasons I hate staying in hotels… the housekeepers making the beds and undoing the nice little comfort thing I had going the night before. Leave my sleeping arrangements alone!
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Really, we only fix it when we’ve run all her sleeping blankets through the bath. To us, they smell sweet and clean. Probably to her they smell icky and HUMAN, not a all properly doglike. Even so, a scrub now and then keeps the living things from moving in.
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The only living thing that uses our one and only blanket as a cover is Mr. Swiss when taking his golden oldie sleep after lunch. Tabby the cat only uses it as a head support.
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Gibbs doesn’t need a blanket … though he does require an entire sofa. But Bonnie has special needs. MANY blankets and few other things, too 🙂
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My mother’s cocker spaniel liked to sleep in chairs. With humans. This was a large dog for chair-sharing, but they indulged her. She would get up on someone’s lap, and seemingly settle in. Move around a bit to get more comfortable…and somehow, in ten or fifteen minutes, you would find yourself sitting in another chair and Lady would be all curled up in the chair you had warmed for her.
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Dogs are smarter than we think they are. I swear they are laughing at us. They certainly know how to manipulate us to their own ends 😀
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Comfortable looking collection.
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Bonnie approves and around here, that’s the golden seal of approval.
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Love it – dogs are so funny and loveable 😃🐻
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They are. And better yet, they’re quite a nice little team 😀
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Oh you reminded me of how our Max used to do that. He would pile them up like a mountain and lay on top, then dig around some more and rearrange. Thanks for the memory
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Nesting dogs are very sweet. I still remember Bishop. He was also a nesting dog. A very BIG nesting dog.
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Bonnie sounds adorable! My pure bread white Schnauzer, Max, loves his blankets but can NOT sleep without a pillow. He will only eat with his food, on an area rug, never just a bare floor. (What do we think he is? A dog?) He is also obsessed with paw massages. Sound high maintenance? God, help me…everyone in my household is.
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Both dogs only eat on the sofas. AKA, their beds. We do NOT sleep with our dogs, but they expect us to get out of the room so they can properly stretch out. High maintenance? A little maybe?
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Who knows what they’re thinking. Mindy seemed so chilly after her shave and shower, that I put a blanket on her bed so she could snuggle up with it. (It was a sacrifice, too, because it was my tiger blanket that I bought at Walmart the first day I lived (and slept) in my house and shared the sofa with Mindy that first night.) When I got up the morning after Mindy’s shave, I found she’d taken the blanket off her bed and set it neatly on the floor. She didn’t need no stinkin’ blanket.
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Needing a blanket is an entirely doggish emotional issue. They NEED the blanket. I give Bonnie anything I have in the way of soft old clothing. It makes her ridiculously happy.
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That has to be a female thing, don’t you think? I would do that too…chuckle
Leslie
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I have known boy dogs to be decorators too. Bishop loved rearranging his own blankets too. Some dogs are just nesters. But Bonnie is seriously determined and she will NOT accept help. That is HER house.
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I guess there nesters in all genders. It’s kind of sweet.
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It’s terribly cute. Garry gets a big kick out of folding all her blankets neatly then watching her tear them up and put them in HER way. And she protects that CRATE. it’s her PLACE.
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She’s very territorial .
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More than most. But females are very territorial. More than the boys.
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I can identify.
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Poor Bonnie. And you even washed her special Bonnie smell away.
She’s a sweet, funny dog.
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She has a doggish sense of humor 😀
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Yeah, we don’t get snow piled to the top of the door frame here, but it’s cold enough for us. 🙂 Our dogs are borrowers too.
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Garry crawls in the crate once in a while to extract the toys. Sometimes, she has almost all of them and Gibbs doesn’t like going in there. Bonnie gets very miffed and barks in his face.
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Sweet! She reminds me of a Kerry blue terrier I had when I was little! I have always had a dog. They are the best – always faithful and loving. Nice post. And yes – New England needs blankets!
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Thank you! Right now, I would be happy for woolly socks, but I notice the sky has cleared. Maybe it will be nice tomorrow. I could use a nice day. With sunshine.
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