The Trials & Tribulations of Choosing Ones sleeping arrangements...

Last weekend I spent an inordinate amount of time trying to decide on my favourite bedding. This may seem to many a futile use of my time. However I would remind them that I and all my kindred lovers of sleep, comfort and decadence spend three quarters of our lives,contemplating Play-to, Ham-let etc. I am now on the other side of nine- ok ten.. My paws are a little too keen to go in the opposite direction they were intended, so I value lifes little luxuries all the more. Openly bare floors- hmmm, thats easy I don't do those... I've tried small but Silk, this won't do, I don't wish to be this close to the floor.

The fall could seriously damage my dreams.

So - I've considered the weather, the onset of Winter, the cold dark days, and have therefore tried out- an Organic sheepskin throw...

Listening to Pooch-ini...


The soft corduroy pillow with obligatory fleece blanket, will save on heating bills no doubt. Yet I fear I  pre-empt the severity of my surroundings. Its disconcerting to know, it takes far longer to jump up and run for my breakfast, lunch, tea and supper...

With this in mind I think I should have a little more breakfast, leading me into a more, decadent frame of mind. After toast, bacon and scrambled eggs I experiment with the Chaise Longue...

Please...

It's hard to be discriminating as it's lunch time soon. However I delve into the depths of my resolve to dispel, the faint sound of rumblings emerging from my stomach...

I've had my run, I've contemplated philosophy in my more lucid moments. Now I shall try the Pucchi Silk. It's fun, it's comfortable and it has the most divine paisley to perk one up.

Excellent when the hum drum existence of an editor becomes all too banal...

Contemplating England...