These dogs just ain't right.
I have a sleeper sofa, that I leave sleepered out for the dogs. It's a full sized bed, so all three have plenty of room to laze around and move. It's the number two position in the house, MY bed being most coveted.
Sitting here surfing the net, trying to find some sandblasting supplies and I hear a faint chewing noise. Look over and Cable has the majority of Allie's head in his mouth, just gnawing away. Allie? Laying there peacefully, tail thumping the bed, not a worry in the world.
Also, ever try and get a fitted sheet over a mattress with two curious GSDs in tow? NOT EASY. Impossible maybe. "Oh what's this? A bare mattress? BOING BOING BOING. I run one off and another slides in behind to jump around more. I had both under the sheet with three corners covered at one point. Chaos. Herded them out, finished the bedsheet maneuvers. Opened door to thundering herd of dog that took up residence on fresh sheets. I have mostly given up on a fur free lifestyle. It's a hazard of the breed. I'm terrified to see what my lower GI looks like. I can just hear the doc saying "welp seems you have a bolus of some nature, densely packed foreign material" On sunny days when the wind blows it looks like I am shedding sometimes. *Sigh* Oh well. My lint trap in the dryer is not really a lint trap, it's a fur trap. I almost exclusively wear man-made fibers, capilene and it's other cousins, they don't make much if any lint. But that "lint" trap is chock full of fur lemme tell ya.
Never cook bacon while naked.