My first bed was purchased the same day I was adopted. It was a smaller bed as I was much smaller than (only 43 lbs v. 70 lbs). I liked that bed a lot so my mom bought me the same bed for the living room - she didn't want to keep moving the bed around.
Then I got bigger and the bed got smaller and I was still a puppy so sometimes I would chew the corners on those beds. My mom would sew up the corners and I would chew them again - it was a fun game but eventually the zippers didn't work anymore and when my mom washed the whole bed it was lumpy. I don't like lumpy beds.
So then the great bed search began. My mom decided I would like a bed with a bumper on it. She searched and searched and finally bought me my first big bed. My Aunt Joey called it a "condo" because it was so big. My buddy Mumble could fit on that bed with me no problem. We also got a cot for the living room about the same time (which is my "place" and where I am supposed to go when my mom says "go to your place").
|This is me on the "condo" after it was moved to the living room. That's my monkey blanket in the corner that my grandma made me - it has monkeys on it because that is my nickname. I love that blanket.|
|This is my Molly Mutt bed that stays in the bedroom. It is comfy.|
|This is my Molly Mutt bed for the car.|