Bedridden

Hallo, Mom!

So, how is your summer going? Lynn tells me that Dad had hand surgery and that you were a big help to him while he recovered. I send licks and wiggles to you both! Oh, and the kitties and Ursula, too.

I have another puzzle for you. Lynn and Craig have a new term that they use around me. They smile when they say it (sometimes they even laugh), but I am not sure what it means. Can you help me? The term is "bedridden."

Here are some examples that may help you figure this word out for me.

 When I am upstairs in the spare bedroom and jump onto the bed like this (kong firmly in mouth), Lynn will say, "Oh, Pepper! Are you bedridden again?"

 When they find me stretched out on their bed taking a snooze in my COMFIEST position (on my back, legs akimbo, kong by my side), Craig or Lynn will shake their heads and go, "Yep! Bedridden again, aren't you, Miss P?" (That's one of my nicknames. I have a lot of those.)

It was a double Kong moment when Millie and Molly slept over while Lisa traveled.  I tried out each of their beds and they tried mine. We played Goldilocks all night, but how come I am the one that Lynn and Craig called "bedridden?" 

And when I choose to nap on the floor next to my bed in Lynn's office, Lynn asked me, "Why aren't you bedridden in one of your many beds, Peppermint?" Gosh, can't a girl choose the floor now and then, Mom?

Nacho (swoon!!) has a chaise lounge in his enclosed patio, and when he offered it to me, of course I was polite and climbed up. He also let me play with his gigantic donut. Not only did Lynn remark on that being donut #6847 for me, she told Kathy that this was an example of me being "bedridden." Can you see why I am a little confused?

There is a chaise lounger on our patio, too. Honestly, no one ever sits in it; I have heard Lynn tell Craig that it's too low for her. So why shouldn't I climb up into it, then? No one else wants to use it. "Bedridden, again, Pep!" I hear.

 I hear that word when I stretch out on the single bed in Craig's office.

 And when I am relaxing on the princess and the pea bed with my kong.

Using Lynn as a pillow in her our bed?  Bedridden.

Perhaps I am worrying too much. After all, I can tell they are not really unhappy with me when they say that word. As a matter of fact, they are always smiling, and often I hear, "Oh, Pepper!" and get a good ear scratch or belly rub after it's said.

Perhaps you could gently share with Lynn and Craig that it isn't my fault that there are four doggie beds, a single bed, two queen sized beds, a king sized bed, and a chaise lounge in our home. I'm just putting them all to good use, right? And, it might be good to remind them that I don't get on the couches. (Well, usually I don't.) 

Anyway, I'm going to focus on the fact that they always smile when they say "bedridden," and I guess it doesn't matter if I know what it means or not.  YAWN. I'm feeling kind of sleepy, Mom, so I'm going to sign off now. 

Off to snooze on the closest bed, I remain,

Your Peppermint