I'm Not Fat - I'm Just a Little Husky

I have a bed broom. A broom to sweep off all the junk Amaya drops on the bed from her her hairy body. When I change the sheets, I try to keep her off the bed for at least 12 hours. Last night, she was banished from the bed in hopes of keeping my sheets clean for at least one full night. At some point in the night she jumped up without any of us realizing it. I was mad - but how can you stay mad at this cute little sh*@?