It’s gorgeous outside. And our boy suffers from seasonal allergies. We run, we romp, we hunt bumble-bees, and when the itchy skin and watery eyes get to be too much, we head inside for the cool comfort of floor.
These days, it’s taking a lot for Doodle to settle and rest. He’ll circle a spot 10 times before deciding he didn’t want to flop there anyway. We hear him clicking around, huffing and sighing, and we stay out of the way and keep MJ from interrupting his quiet times.
But often, we’ll come back into a room, and he’s Feng-Zo’d it somehow. Some examples:
Anyone else experience weird “getting comfy” rearrangements?