Dogs, Cats & Bebeh Hoomins Sleeping Together: MASS HYSTERIA!

If you’re a small kitteh or puppeh, why bother with a pillow when you can just flop on the nearest small hoomin? Makes sense when you think about it.



  1. Shelley says:

    If that isn’t just the very definition of PROSH!

  2. jlamusings says:

    I’m all for this type of mass hysteria! Long live the revolution!!! (find a pet to snuggle)

  3. My heart grew three sizes today after watching that video.

  4. Laieanna says:

    Shared this on facebook, and threatened my friends if they tried to deny the cuteness of it.

  5. Jenny Islander says:

    I used to have neighbors with an enormous Malamute. Seriously, this guy was freakishly huge, like he had gigantism or something. The couple decided to have a second child when their daughter (who could ride on that dog–yes, she was petite, but seriously, huge dog!) was 8. They were worried about how the dog would react to no longer being the “baby” of the family, especially when the baby was born and turned out to be about the size of the dog’s head.

    The day the baby came home from the hospital, that dog parked himself by the crib and basically watched the baby breathe. Dad was working; Mom was in the kitchen at the other end of the house. The baby stirred and whimpered, as babies do, and that dog raced down the hall and yanked at the elbow of Mom’s sweater until she dropped what she was doing and went to find out what was OH MY DOG WRONG WITH THE NAKED PUPPY MOM MOM SOMETHING’S WRONG MOM.

    He loved his transition to big brother. Flies couldn’t get near that baby–Big Brother would snap them out of the air! And of course Little Brother slept on top of Big Brother all the time.

  6. Mary (the first) says:

    What a lucky bunch of bebeh hoomins, to start out life right away with a furry bff!

  7. Clairdelune says:

    Wonderful end, with the kitteh licking the toes of the laughing bebeh… 😀

  8. Sharon Wilson says:

    Looks like the bebehs sometimes use the puppehs and kittehs for pillows!

  9. Okay, so exactly who is going to mop me up, now that I am a puddle of goo???!! Hmmm.? Didn’t think of that, did you?

  10. That’s a beautiful story, Jenny!

  11. prinsas says:

    and they lived happily ever after. all those babies, puppies and kitties. (Jen — thanks again for the dog story. It was like a two-fer CO day 🙂 )

  12. AWW 😀 Those dear sweet kitties and dogs are making sure the babies are safe as they sleep 😀

  13. gretelhallett says:

    Great story, Jenny Islander! When our first was born, everyone warned me that cat (Clawed) would smother her on sight, but of course he didn’t – Clawed was a big ginger tom with one eye, and he and the baby were inseparable. When she was learning to sit up, he’d always sit behind her so she’d fall against him instead of to the floor. He put up with all sorts of ‘learning how to love the cat’ behaviour and we still mourn his passing all these years later. Clawed was a Real Cat.