Well, not really. It's just Mosby... on. my. sofa! And he looks awfully comfy, don't ya think? Evidently his doggie bed just doesn't cut the mustard anymore. Of course, it seems to be quite sufficient when I'm in the room. But as soon as I head off to another part of the house... this is what I find. Funny how that works :)
Actually, I probably shouldn't be too upset with him-- I think he's modeling truly selfless behavior. He's simply keeping the furniture warm until Beau & Sam return to reclaim their favorite spots (hee hee). Don't you agree, mom?