More often than not lately, in a pathetic state, I curl up on the love seat after dinner. Lilly often joins me, either spooning with the backs of my legs or stretching out side by side. Sometimes Ginko joins me. He always takes up an entire cushion (if not more). One night last week, my needy vibe must have glowed at high wattage because Ginko decided to squeeze his big butt onto the love seat that Lilly and I already shared.
The space measures just 45 x 22 inches, and yet … somehow … all three of us fit:
- I’m 61 inches tall (just barely over 5 feet).
- Lilly is about 20 inches at the withers.
- Ginko is about 28 inches at the withers.
Even though, Lilly and I were already firmly ensconced in our cuddle nest. Ginko squeezed himself down by my feet and Lilly’s bottom. I even had to slide Lilly up closer to my head so that he wouldn’t sit on her.
After not long at all, Ginko somehow had his requisite whole cushion … while Lilly and I clung to our space the best we could.
She seemed comfortable enough, but a sizable part of me hung off the edge.
Still, a girl cannot complain when both dogs rally to her aid after another exasperating day. So, all of us stayed put for well over an hour until they heard Tom open the fridge and a race to see who could get there first ensued.
I harbor no illusions of where I rank.
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My apologies for the lack of photo. We try and try and try to catch some of this on camera, but the supreme cuteness vanishes as soon as they hear my camera cycle on.
What, no horizontal measurements? I was just thinking that, when I share the couch with Frankie, my butt would probably be larger across than his entire back (and he may have some dachshund in him). Luckily, I’m not going to go there… But I got a kick out of the idea!
It feels so good to cuddle doesn’t it!? I typically have the two little dogs on the sofa with me, but sometimes, one of the big dogs will sneak up with us too.
Just that mental image helps me feel a little better about my own already-exasperating day.
My dog also only sits with me as long as my husband is far from the kitchen. As soon as that light goes on, she seems to forget I even exist.