Confession: I have a really tough time with spatial relationships. When we cook dinner, and I go to put the leftovers away, I always choose a container that is way too small. And tonight I stopped off to pick up a new dog bed for my boy here, and, um, as you can see I was a bit off on the sizing. But it was the biggest one they had! So I assumed I was safe. And he’s sleeping on it right now near my feet. With his head and butt both falling off the edges. Poor guy.