Where do your pets sleep?

being on a farm.......my two labs are patrol dogs and sleep outside......they have a doggie condo that I built,and if it gets a little too cold for them,they go nestle in the hay barn.....they don't like being inside.

lucky me.

 

I had a dog once that hated being inside, even if that meant sleeping in snow or on ice. Actually wasn't my dog. Belonged to a neighbor and started sleeping under my 27 ft. travel trailer one winter while I built my last house. My ex started feeding it and he became our dog. I found his Lic. number on his collar and found out who he belonged to. I went over and told the guy "if you're missing a dog he's sleeping under my trailer." He went on rant of sort, all very calm and peaceful. But for about 2-3 minutes he explained to me that animals are the children of the earth and as such belong to the earth. They shouldn't be considered "owned" by anyone. He told me the dog he paid the lic. fee on he did so only so the cops wouldn't hassle him on his journey through this life. With that I thought "maybe I don't want any of what you've been smoking." And I thought as long as my wife is feeding him his journey is going to end on my property. Which of course it did. He was a great door bell and chased off several hunters.

 

yup......doorbells.....I like that,and my bowzers are also keeping anything from getting the chickens too so.......they know their job I guess.and just try and get these two out of the snow.yeah right.

 

Nothing got by that Angus, nothing. I had a real problem with poachers and spot lighter when I first started building and he chase them off every time. Of course he was also chasing off all the elk and deer too. He got into it one day with a big ass bull elk, had me a little worried. But he got the better the elk, he was running in and out, under neath and through the legs as the elk kicked and stomped and tried to gorge him. Never laid a hoof on him. The elk finally just gave up and wandered off looking exhausted. The dog followed him to the property line barking all the way.

Not much snow on the north Oregon coast though it snowed and froze over on a regular basis the year I built that house. My plan was to take a year, maybe a year and half building. I was working full time and worked on the house evenings and weekends. That winter was so bad and that fucking trailer got smaller every time I came home. It was a 27 footer when I started and I swear it was less then 12ft by the time I was done. Starting building on Thanksgiving day, actually, moved in May 10th. The county building inspector kept asking for the licenses of the elect. and plumber etc... I kept telling him I'm doing the work myself, which is/was(?) legal. I'm sure he thought "Bull shit!" He was nit-picky about everything. He wanted shit done that wasn't even part of the code. The day I finished we moved all our stuff in and I called for a final/habitat inspection permit. He told me "Ok, we'll schedule it for 3 weeks from today." Yeah, I thought, you schedule it for when every you want I moving in and we did. When he did come do the final all our stuff was in the house, dirty clothes in the laundry hamper, 1/2 a pot of coffee in the coffee marker. He said "you're not suppose to be living in here until you get the final." "Living here? Who's living here?" He said "come on I'm not stupid." I thought "yeah, you pretty much are." But he went on and on about how he could red tag the site and and have it deemed in violation and blah, blah, blah." I told him "who's going to enforce that?" "The county sheriff that's who!" "Ok, well when you call down there tell Colleen I said hello. Or hey, you could just use the radio in my Jeep." "Oh, so I suppose you have some "in" there?" "Well I do work there, if that's an "in." He went back to ranting about us living in the house and I finally asked "can you define "living in" for me?" With that he slapped the final permit on the counter and huffed out the door. Power happy little fuck. Later that summer I was working traffic over the 4th of July weekend and he and his family passed me going the other way doing about 7 miles over the limit. I thought about citing him be decide against it. Just because he's a power happy little man didn't mean I had to be one too. Beside karma can be a bitch.

And now I've gone and hijacked the thread. Sorry folks didn't realize that would be a mini novel when I started. back to your regularly scheduled thread.

 

We have three cats: Daisy (mother), Maisie (daughter) and Spooky (son).

(I didn't name them.)

Daisy was a rescued cat, found while she was pregnant, so she presumably used to be an outdoor cat and seems quite confident around people. The other two have always been indoor cats (we're near an industrial estate with a couple of big guard dogs, and also a highway) so they are aren't as good with people; Maisie can be a bit hostile when she doesn't know you and Spooky is, well, constantly spooked and runs away from almost everybody.

If we leave the bedroom door open they'll always sleep in the bed with us. Daisy being the more confident one will sleep between us maybe halfway up the bed. Maisie tends to be at the feet. Spooky will be as close to the end of the bed as he can be without falling off. I sometimes roll over in the middle of the night, stretch out my legs and accidentally kick them. For some reason they do not learn and keep coming back? The bed must be comfy for them.

Maisie is adorable but also a pain in the ass. She will go for your feet with claws sometimes if she sees them moving under the covers. She will also jump up and walk about all over you and start headbutting you repeatedly at 6am because she wants to be petted. Ridiculously cute.

I'm a light sleeper and they can be a bit disruptive so most of the time I'll keep them out of the room, and I've also been known to get up in the middle of the night to usher them out for a bit of peace if they start any hijinks. But it's nice to have them nearby sometimes and they seem to like it.

If they're not in the bedroom with us, they all tend to sleep on the back rest of the sofas. I'm not sure what it is about that, and why they won't just sleep on the actual seat of the sofas, maybe they just like to be high up.

 

It depends on who is home and awake. Wherever he chooses, it seems to be between the family and the outside world. If we are all home and awake, our German Shepherd naps in front of the front door, up against it, and nobody can get in or out without him knowing. If I am home alone, he sleeps at my bedroom entrance. If we are all upstairs, he sleeps at the top of the stairs.

 

all four of my mini-pincer - chihuahua mix sleeps in my bed. It's amazing how much a room a small dog can take up. either I need a bigger bed..or smaller dogs.

 

Timely thread bump.
I got no sleep Thanksgiving Eve.
Why?
Because I was sleeping on a small air mattress while visiting family. Just barely big enough to accommodate my studly 148 pounds.
And my golden retriever just HAD to curl up and sleep with me. Like sleeping on a narrow ledge with a boulder between your legs.
But then again it's a warm furry bolder that licks your face in the morning.....

 

Well, Dec 21 is less then a month away, maybe they something we don't.

I'm sure everything is fine. I use to have a couple of cats that would from time too time demand a secure place to sleep.

 

@ the foot of the bed.

 

When I first was seeing my Lady her dog had just died & she'd given away her cats due to her son's allergies. I told her that if we were together & she got another dog I wouldn't share the bed with it. She had to think about that one before deciding I could stay anyway. I moved in & a couple of years later we adopted an 80 lb lab cross that sheds like no other animal I ever met. The beast used to lie on tbe floor at my side of the bed until my Lady's allergist told her to stop letting our dog sleep in the bedroom. So the dog usually lies at the foot of the stairs to our room unless there's a storm & she comes up for comforting. I breath a bit easier now because I have some allergies myself & I was getting pretty wheezy there. Still am, but it's much better now that I enforce a beast ban for medical reasons. The dog would so love to lie beside me at night but it ain't gonna happen.

 

She usually sleeps right next to me on the bed. Till she gets mad, punches me and tells me to move to the couch.

 

My cat came to live with me by accident after I enquired why there was a dead looking kitten in a hamster cage behind the counter. Next thing I know I am leaving the shop with said tiny kitten in a tiny box. After a trip to the vets, various injections a bath and a shave (and about £100 lighter) I went home with my new kitten and a syringe and milk. because she was so weak she has to sleep on a hot water bottle and be fed every 4 hrs, so she slept next to my bed in a cardboard box. As son as she was big and strong enough to escape her box I would wake up with her under the covers next to my belly. She is now 9 years old and sleeps outside in the shed where she is free to come and go as she pleases! Only very occasionally (normally only if its below freezing) she will ask at the upstairs window at bedtime to be let in, and will sleep under the covers with me. She is well trained and she knows if she wakes me she goes straight out.

 

Chuck, our cat, sleeps wherever he wants. Mostly he sleeps at my wife's feet.

He is an indoor/outdoor cat. During the day he patrols the perimeter to keep other cats out but he can be found napping in various spots around the house. At night we bring him in and close the downstairs windows and doors. We do, however, keep the upstairs windows open and he goes out those windows to patrol the front and back roofs.

 

during the winter both Zapal and Tovar sleep with me on my bed but because Tovar is long-haired so to keep cool during the summer, he'll usually sleep downstairs on the couch where i usually leave the door open

Zapal is also the most affectioniate, and loyal, so he takes every opportunity to get attention from me

 

Our dogs sleep wherever their people are. They are too short or elderly to jump on the bed and are exiled from the furniture but the 5 y.o. male Pug-Corgi mix has an armchair of his own in the den and they both sleep with my college-age son on the floor of his room in a massive pile of blankets and pillows. Under my desk when I'm working, at our feet on the floor--they shadow me all day then shadow all of us in the evening.

 

My SO is allergic, so our cat sleeps in the garage.