The preceding sentence sounds cryptic, but the meaning is clear enough if you know that the recliner in the family room had been appropriated by Harvey ever since I had to semi-destuff one of Ray's beds just before a trip south to fit it into the car. I had left the de-stuffing in a heap on the chair, and while Ray and I were out of town, Harvey took to sleeping on the pile. The blissful frenzy of kneading that occurred before every nap convinced us to leave the pile of stuffing on the chair and refer to it as "Harvey's Cloud." Recently, however, I bought some furry fabric and made a cushion, stuffed it with Harvey's Cloud, and put it back on the recliner. I hadn't noticed if Harvey had resumed sleeping on it since the replacement.
"He uses it," replied Gregg, "I saw him on it just recently."
"Good," I said, "I would have hated to take away his favorite sleeping place."
An hour or so later, Ray, having of course understood every single word I had said, and needing to check out the comfort level of monkey fur, was sleeping on Harvey's new cushion.
Ray is spooky ☺
ReplyDeleteHe totally is. Really creeps me out sometimes.
DeletePart of me was worried about the title of this post...I thought somehow, Harvey or Juno had skinned some poor living creature they shouldn't have.
ReplyDeleteI ditto the sentiment of Ray's spookiness. I believe if it ever came to pass that a dog could speak - Ray would likely be the first. That's how amazing he is.
Bwahahaha! Funny, Blueberry :) Yes, I vote to change the blog name to "Ray the Amazing Blind Dog" :)
DeleteAs far as I know, there are no monkeys loose in Northern Virginia. If there were, I'm pretty sure Juno would have brought one home by now.
DeleteI can't begin to tell you how many times Ray has done something to prove that he understands exactly what I say. His verbal skills are amazing. Although he still pretends he doesn't understand "Stay"
Ray es adorable :)
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