Expanding dogs

[bunn]

I bought two new dog beds today.   After much agonising over online options, I decided to actually take the dogs to choose beds, so that I could check they would fit.  So, I got the beds off the shelf, and I made the dogs sit in the beds to check that they were the right size.  And I swear, in the shop they WERE the right size.

Now we have got home, both beds appear to be rather too small for the dogs for which they were purchased! I conclude that my dogs are actually larger when they are inside my house.    At present, the nice new bed I bought for Rosie is quite empty, and the big squishy bed I bought for Brythen is occupied by a small and enormously smug Bungle cat.   Both dogs are upstairs on their old beds quaking at the sheer horror of being expected to cope with new beds.

Edited: New theory,dogs contract in size overnight, and then expand again during the day: this morning she came straight down and plopped herself into the bed that she protested was unfeasibly tiny yesterday evening. And there is a clear margin of space all around her!

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[bunn.livejournal.com]

Well, the old beds were all bought for Mollydog, who although not a large greyhound, was 28kg and had firm and ambitious views of personal space. And because I am not very good at estimating bed size, they would probably accommodate two Mollydogs, if Mollydogs were willing to share beds.

Whereas Rosie is 21Kg at most, and most of that is legs and although in theory Brythen is greyhound size, he's much more curly and squishy.

So, my hope was to reduce the amount of livingroom filled with beds, and make the beds slightly less of a hassle to move about.

But I think I shall not have to return the beds - Rosie came and sat in hers this morning quite unprompted!

[lil-shepherd.livejournal.com]

She's just taking her time.

Our other dog (an English Toy Terrier) refuses to sleep anywhere but on the sofa or on a (human) bed. Luckily, he isn't mine, so I only get him occasionally on my bed when there is morning sun, and he can scatter the cats (and Bren, if he has come to spend an hour or so.)

[wellinghall.livejournal.com]

28kg? Grief!