"Drop things on you?" I sputtered. "Opal coveted Tiz's mat so much that she stole it off of his bed! Then SHE sat and helped pick out her own. I hardly call that MY forcing things on you all."
Last week Opal and her sisters, Zso and Bella, asked if they could have mats like the sunflower one that is a mattress topper for Tizenegy's bed. They liked the personalizing touch and extra color; they felt a soft additional layer would help preserve the mattress cover.
We four sat and looked at options until each sibling found one she liked. Then we ordered.
The order arrived today and I was surrounded by a blizzard of White Dogs wanting to rip open the packaging and SEE. They all sniffed and admired and headed as a pack in to the bedroom to put the new mats in place.
The entire White Dog Army stood admiring the additions. "Hop in," I told them. "Give it the comfort test. See how they feel."
Not a single pup would enter a single bed that they just were wagging over. "White Dog should go first." "Maybe later." "Let's let the wrinkles settle out first." "I am not really sleepy." "I don't want mine to get dirty."
They all walked out and settled into familiar spots in the living room.
"Hey!" I whined. "What the heck? Opal you took your brother's mat. Then you all picked out special choices for yourselves. You raved. But now NO one is even interested in stepping on one? I don't get it.
"Maybe I should just rebundle them up and return them. They do not seem to be what you expected."
The cry went up. "NO! We love them. Don't send them back. We will enjoy them...soon."
"I do not know where you will sleep tonight if you are too afraid to sleep in your beds."
Zso and Bella had immediate answers..."with you and dad!"
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