Grandpa made my bed very high and it is hard to jump up that high.  Nana, bless her heart, made a stool so I can get onto the bed with dignity.  It is a King Bed so of course that means that it is for me. Although I will be the first to admit that I do not live in a monarchy (although, some of the presidents appear to be less sure), I think it is ok for a dignified and kingly dog to sleep on a King Bed.

The pillows do smell vaguely of Duck. L'orange.

I like these high count sheets.

Grandpa made me get down.  Nana just stood there and laughed and laughed.