Any John Denver fans would remember the song about visiting Grandma’s house and playing on her old Feather Bed. The simple canvas elevated bed was one of the puppies favorite spots and it reminded me of Denver singing this story . It was not usual to find the entire pack piled on top of each other.
It was also a “lookout tower” where Miss Pink or Red would stand guard and keep enemy troops from entering their fort. It also served as a “foxhole” where you could ambush your littermate if they passed by on their way to the watering hole.
I got this picture on the puppies final night as a pack of eight. How they had grown ! It brought tear to my eyes to think that their safe little world would be so different over the next few days.
