So I missed a delivery the other day and had to wait till I had a free day to go to the post office. I figured it was probably my dogs' gift and was planning to pick it up then grab groceries on the way home... I hand the clerk my delivery slip and he comes back with a GIGANTIC box. I did not end up getting my groceries. Everyone on the bus home was staring at the girl with the box more than half her size.

I had mentioned the dogs needing a new bed, especially Dingo who is getting older and sometimes has trouble jumping up to my mattress (and since his hearing started going prefers the floor when I'm out so he can feel the vibrations when I get home). I thought I had pulled a Sherlock Holmes and would be entirely unsurprised when I got it home and open. I was wrong. If my face at the post office was a bit shocked my face when I opened the box and a tightly folded bed came out was utterly stunned.

It is the biggest dog bed I have ever seen and I grew up with giant breeds. Both dogs can lay comfortably with room to spare. I think I could squeeze on there with them if I was so inclined. (somehow Dingo's head is hanging off every time I look, despite the massive size. Dingo is a silly old man).

I was expecting maybe a couple treat toys for the dogs. In my wildest dreams I had hoped for a cushion for Dingo to curl up on. This bed is so much better than anything I could possibly have wished for. My Santa was so, so AMAZING!

So, FeaturingMike, Thank you so very much from me, Neeners and most especially Dingo. The old man loves the bed, and I love seeing him relaxed and comfortable. You're kind and generous and awesome. So awesome.