I dread to think what they'd be planning if I weren't around. Ew.
It's worse as due to my living in Dublin for a good part of the week, The Boyfriend has really wheedled his way into my spot. I feel like he's taken my seat and every time I come home my groove is shaping itself more and more to the contours of his arse. I can't tell you how shocked I was when I returned home after a couple of weeks spent in Dublin to find myself the centre of the family taking-of-piss, he being one of the main taking-of-pissers. Shocking.
I've seen this happen amongst our dogs. We have five rather big dogs, and also a small runt of a thing that I consider more of a rabbit. Anyway. Just recently, one of the larger dogs has found itself lowered in the pecking order. We had to keep him in the house for a while to let him recover properly from the injuries he sustained for being the nerd of the family.
Poor Mick the Dog and I have a lot in common. If I don't act soon, I fear I may end up in the dog-house with a rather bruised ego.