One Of Life's Little Mysteries...

How does a little greyhound who tips the scales at fifty pounds manage to take up practically all of the couch?  I've tried to figure out how it happens and yet every night, I'm still baffled as to how I wound up on one tiny corner of the couch with a cramp in my leg.  I can share the couch with Blueberry and manage to stretch out and be comfortable all night, but Bunny gets up and things slowly take a turn.

It starts out so innocently. I sit down on the couch and begin to work on the computer.  Bunny hops up on the couch, walks over, sniffs me, wags her tail and then goes to the other end of the couch and lays down.  That's harmless enough.  After a while, I notice that she's turned around and now rests her head on my ankle, somehow managing to dig her little chin into my shin bone.  Her head seems to get very heavy at this point.  Honestly, I don't know how she manages to hold it up on that delicate neck of hers.  A little later, I start to feel a chill, so I reach up for my quilt on the back of the couch and notice that I can't move my leg.

Somehow, Bunny has managed to wrap her paw around my leg and her head is resting on my lap.  I spread the quilt over both of us and go back to what I was doing.  Later, I notice that my leg is getting numb, so I shift a little, trying not to disturb the little princess, carefully sliding out from beneath her while I wonder how such a little dog became so heavy.  Soon I start to notice that my legs are falling off the couch and Bunny is stretched out quite comfortably.  The next thing I know, I'm curled up in one corner of the couch while Bunny sleeps like a log, a very spread out and comfortable log, I might add.  She's lucky she's cute when she's sleeping!  Otherwise, I wouldn't let her take over the couch like that.  That's what I tell myself, anyway.