Not exactly sure why the picture turned sideways, but my phone does that to me at times. It really can't decide which way it's going to take a picture.Saw my girl, Mya, laying on the floor. It's a lazy day for both of us. Nothing really happening, so she's laying on the hardwood floor.
I've tried getting her a bed to sleep on, as other of my dogs have had.
Aryssta, my other dog, is laying on the hardwood floor, under my dining room table. Both, when given a bed at approximately one year old, chewed it to shreds. My question, I suppose, is how can either stand to lay on a hard floor?
I know dogs do it all the time, and never complain - okay, my parent's greyhounds do, but they have no fat either. My dogs, on the other hand, are gluttons, and have lots of fat, and my husky (the one in the picture) has loads of hair. Maybe it cushions them?
I'm not sure, however. I have a lot more fat and it sure doesn't cushion me if I'm on the floor!
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Humans tend to be heavier, so we put more pressure on ....
Humans tend to be heavier than our fur-babies, so we put more pressure on the "meat" that is between our bones and a hard surface.
Compare a (game of) marble to a bowling ball. Deformation of the ball/marble and the floor keep the pressure (force per unit area, like pounds per square inch) from being on a single point and going to infinity. But the bowling ball will put more pressure on the floor, than will the marble. So the marble, kitten, dog will be more comfortable than the bowling ball/we are.
Most of us "First-Worlders" like being comfortable. Until wolves hooked up with humans and we turned them into dogs, they spent tens of millions of years lying on the ground.
And, the floor may be cooler. They are wearing a fur jumpsuit, we are not. When I got one dog to run around inside the house like crazy, she would stop and "plaster" her relatively fur free belly on the marble tile entry-way floor.
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
LOL. I remember when we lived in Alaska when I was a kid, we had a Husky / Australian Shepherd mix (like Mya, only with the husky look with shepherd long hair. Beautiful dog!) Her name was Princess, and while we were at a cabin overlooking Matanuska Glacier for a winter weekend, she found some bear scat to roll in.
We had a 100 mile ride in the winter, with the windows down to get her home where we could bathe her.
We were freezing and retching. Princess, on the other hand, was enjoying the ride. With her husky coat, she was quite comfortable, and she seemed to enjoy the odor.
(Bear scat is VERY strong.)
Loved to watch the start of the iditerod, every year when we lived in Anchorage. It could be well below zero (F) and yet the huskies and malamutes were raring to go. They liked nothing better than to run, pulling that sled!
Hugs!
Rosemary
when my dog was alive
her favorite resting spots were places where her head had something over it. she'd sleep with her head under mom's bed and her butt sticking out. One time, I even told her "I can see your butt" and all she did was wag. gad I miss her.
That's so sweet.
That's so sweet.
Mya, my upside down Husky pictured above, has no tail. Just a stump. She got that from the Australian Shephard side, as some have no tail. However, the stump still goes up and down, quite quickly when she's happy. LOL.
She loves to sleep under the table my personal fridge sits on in my room.
The dog I had before I got these two reprobates was a bluetick / border collie mix. She had black spots all over her, and my middle son named her 'Dot'. Fitting name, I suppose. She made it to about ten years old, and then she started losing bowel control, as well as bladder. She had some tumors, and we had to put her down. We had all of our family over to say goodbye, then I went out driving truck, and Norma, my wife, took her to the vet, and they put her to sleep. I couldn't do it myself. I get too attached to my dogs and cats.
My cat that I had at the same time I had Dot, was named Jem. He was a big, orange tom, and I had him for many years. He was the only cat I ever had that would come when I whistled for him. One Christmas, I had some treats wrapped for him, and I went to the kitchen door and whistled, and he didn't come. It was so unusual, that everyone there went out to look for him. I went into the garage, and called him. He literally fell out of the rafters. He must have had a stroke, because after that, his head was always cocked to one side as if he was curious about something.
He lived another five years after that, however. He eventually had another stroke, and he had to be put down. His life was just not good after that. Again, all of our family said goodbye, even my adult sons in tears. I was once again on the truck when Norma took him to the vet.
I miss both Dot and Jem all the time. They were wonderful. I made it probably six months until I had to get another dog. I can't go long without one. I got Mya May first, and when it became apparent that she needed a companion, we got her degenerate sister, Aryssta. (no relation actually, but they don't care. lol).
My backyard is my prayer closet, and I don't take the girls out with me. Mya digs in my backyard, and Aryssta will find a ball or rubber duck that one of the grandkids has left outside the pool, and demand that I play fetch with her. However, my new cat, Ivy, will jump on my lap as soon as I sit down, and simply stay there until I go back inside.
Hugs!
Rosemary
Floors Were Comfortable
When I was a youngster I looked like a refugee from a concentration camp. . .not an ounce of fat on my body.
I can remember coming in at noon from the fields (picking rocks) for lunch.
After lunch, I would happily curl up on the cool linoleum floor in our kitchen and catch a short nap before going back out to work.
I endorse the theory of weight making a difference. Now, if I sleep on a floor, I wake up quite stiff.
Jill
Angela Rasch (Jill M I)
Rocks for lunch?
No wonder you were skinny! :P
Hugs,
Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
that's terrible
but now I don't feel so bad about having to eat my own cooking.
...Not "put down", but "help them onto the Rainbow Bridge" ...
I don't think the Rainbow Bridge is real, in any sense, But it helps (me) a lot, to hope that it is ...
It's so very hard when they have to leave us.
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May all beings be well, may all beings be happy, may all beings be free of pain, and may all beings be Loved, in this World, and in the Next.
While the Bible doesn't say
While the Bible doesn't say it, I believe that my fur babies will be waiting for me when I arrive in Heaven.
I look forward to the day when I get to see them again.
Hugs!
Rosemary
Cats too
That behavior sounds similar to how my cat acts. He can lie anywhere that he wants to but many times ends up sprawled out on the floor. Or at times I find him lying on the concrete floor of the screen room or lying on the top step of the three that lead into the house.
I have a son (human) who will
I have a son (human) who will sprawl out on his back, on the couch. He as he tosses and turns, he will frequently, still completely on his back, hang his head off the side. Thankfully, he doesn't snore when his airway is opened that much.
Hugs!
Rosemary