Rocky is my shadow. Where I am he is close by. On a day when I was busy at my computer, I happened to look back and there under a card table, in Tiger the Cat's bed, Rocky decided to curl up and make himself at home. Throughout the afternoon, I watched him try to fit his 52 pounds into her 12 pound space. There were times when his upper body and head fit snugly inside, but his body hung out.
In the photo above, Smokie, the cutest of all pups, grabbed Rocky's bed before he could claim it. He appeared confused as he walked around and around waiting for her to vacate his premises. When it became obvious she had settled in for a long spell, he climbed in beside her. Sharing with the tiny Schnauzer is better than having no bed at all.