Hi all, see, this is what I meant previously about Papa put his bolster and Mama's bolster to cordon off a sleeping area for me. Well, it may have prevented me from falling but it didn't stop me from stretching.
One day, Mama put me to sleep with the bolsters in place like the last blog entry. When she checked on me again, she found me in this position. Somehow, I might have stretched and turned myself around and ended up being much nearer to these 2 bolsters in this orientation. Mama quickly took this picture. Cute pic hor? 
Mama thinks it's quite cosy... 
Anyway, to share a short background on the 2 adult chow chows: before I was born, Papa and Mama used to have 3 bolsters on their bed. Papa likes to sleep on one of them and hug the other while Mama hugs the third one. Eversince I was capable of turning around, Papa gave me one of his bolsters. When I was found on the floor early one morning, Papa gave me his second bolster and Mama hung on to hers (so sacrificial of Papa hor?). This arrangement works fine until the third night when Papa took Mama's chow chow and Mama didn't sleep very well that night. So Papa bought another new bolster so that he can reclaim the one he "lent" me... and God willing, all of us can now sleep happily ever after...
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