Ralph is such a pansy. We have one fleece throw on the couch that he treats like his mama – lots of kneading and blissful zoning out. Last night I threw my coat on the chair instead of hanging it up, and Ralph discovered the fleece lining. He would like me to continue to be a slob so he can have happy naps.
Brad says
Gus never kneads anything, and he has soft blankets all over the house (I have a bit of a problem with buying too many blankets -- I just really like blankets. I don’t knead them though)