A while back, I posted about Rupert using Davey, the squishmallow shark, as a pet bed. Well as you may know, I have several other Squishmallows. Most are down in the living room, and have taken over the love seat.

But a few are upstairs. The medium size ones are the perfect size and shape for sliding between my knees at night when my legs and back are sore. (Now THERE’S the marketing strategy for Squishmallows!)

And the other night, I’d been using pink cat for just that purpose. Normally, I get out of bed, do my bathroom stuff and come back and make the bed. But this particular morning, bed making got neglected. I came up just before noon to take care of it and…

Now you tell me how you kick that off the bed to so you can make it???? The answer is you don’t. You wait for sweet little kitty to move on his own (which with this one means waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy later in the day!)

And it gives you an idea of just how wee Rupert is. That isn’t a giant Squishmallow – it’s only a 12 incher. And he’s not even taking up the whole thing!

In other news… I think the Squishmallow company is now specifically targeting me – look what they put in my path at Walmart the other night