Mozzie loves soft things. The softer, the better. He kneads on stuff, and then drools buckets. He will drool big enough puddles that if you sit in them, they will soak through your jeans, to your skin.
So living with us, he’s in soft thing heaven. Pet and I are fond of soft things too, and almost all of our blankets are soft, fuzzy ones. Mozzie has no shortage of blankets to drool on.
Tonight, he’s sleeping on a dog bed, on top of my hoodie, my bathrobe, and Pet’s electric lap blanket, happy as can be. He woke up for a moment, so I took a chance to get a photo.