What happens when I sew

While I was working on my pelisse last night, Ginsie was being a very good puppy girl and laid down behind my chair. She was just far enough away that I could scoot back if I needed too. Jasper, being himself, was running around chasing invisible mice.

At one point, I heard a bit of a scuffle and I turned around. Ginsie is still being good but, rather than Jasper, I see this:


Notice Ginsie's blanket has a very...round shape to it? It was also breathing.

I picked up the corner and Jasper looked shocked I had found him. After a quick "Peek-a-boo!" I threw down the blanket corner and let him be. Well, until I was done with the coat and took this picture:



He ended up not being happy I disturbed his blanket fort. Ginsie, on the other hand, was all about me petting her and using Jasper as a pillow. :-)