So about a week ago, I came home to yet another dog bed disaster...
The fifth dog bed, destroyed by our resident Great Dane. He has a love-hate relationship with dog beds. Haven't quite figured him out yet.
To say the least, I was mad. I refuse to buy another XXL bed. So he has been banned to a bed of blankets.
Except! He seems to think that Wilsons bed will suit him just fine. For the past week he goes to bed before the other dogs with the intent to get to Wilsons bed before Wilson does. He succeeds for the most part until we have to force him out of it.
I'm not sure why he thinks he will fit.