The pugs got a new bed. To replace the nasty one that's been chewed/peed on/pooped on/washed so many times the filling is clumped up into giant balls of cement. OH WAIT I already did that. That turned out well. The pugs will only sleep in the Very Expensive Bed if there is absolutely nothing else to sleep on, and that includes discarded piles of underwear.
This bed was actually obtained with the intention of having a Back-up Bed. It was not at all meant to be a Primary Bed.
The pugs had other intentions. Within seconds of pulling the bargain bed out of the box, the pugs were on it like flies to dead people.
Little runts even positioned themselves so that each could enjoy maximum snugglage. I will mention here that the pugs actually LEFT their other (fabulous) bed in order to camp out on this ultra-cheap one.
I may as well have saved myself the effort and just thrown down a piece of used tarp.
Look. Deedee and Cleo are mocking me.