Lucy the dog is halfway scared of all the cats in the house. She clearly doesn't trust them and with good reason. They play all sweet and them whip out the claws when she least expects it. Usually she will get up off the sofa when one decides to join her. This day she was just too tired to care when Fagin curled up next to her. We had played ball all afternoon and she was pooped!
The cats, logically, love to curl up with the nice warm dogs. Well, when they can't get up on top of the nice warm brooder, it'll do in a pinch.
that is so sweet. I use to come home from work in the early afternoon when it was chilly and Hendrix our Boxer would be asleep on the front porch on his big ole' blankie, and four cats would be piled on top of him.