This is Jock and Picasso shortly before I lost him. They were good buds. But then, Picasso got along with every dog or cat that came into the house. At his prime, he weighed 19 pounds. When he started failing, he weighed 9 pounds. He was 20 when he died.
Notice how difficult it is to see Jock on his bed. Actually this is Honey's bed, but she only uses it at night and when my grandson is not here. She sleeps with my grandson when he is here.
When Honey sleeps on the futon, she has to have a pillow. If she does not have one, she will pull one off the bed and bring it to the futon. I have pillows on the couch and she loves them.
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