Curby: Master of the Poufs

so....my sister has this dog, known as curby. he ways about thirty pounds and has serious territorial issues. such as, "the couch is mine!"
ok seriously, this dog went from being like freaking ghetto "mess with me and i beat yo ass" to "Princess Curby"=).
they found him on the curb....hence the name. and his first christmas with them? he peed on the tree. albeit it was a live tree that year, so i can see where he might have been wrong and thought "hey look! indoor plumbing!", but that is beside the point. anyway, the reason i am bringing this up now is because at this point, he has been living with them about two years, i think. and he sleeps about 22 of the 24 hours in a day; the rest of the time is spent cuddling, eyeing your food, and flipping out at one of their other dogs, a considerably larger black lab puppy named Trooper.
now curby cant just go to sleep on the couch like a normal beagle. curby requires a satin, Pier 1 pouf to sleep on. and no, i am not kidding. or exaggerating. i.e. my mom and my aunt are here with me today and tomorrow before we come home, and my aunt doesnt feel comfortable with dogs. so they went upstairs. and no joke, we're sitting on the front porch, and all of a sudden, we hear curby going nuts up there because he wont go to sleep without his poufs.
this isn't normally a problem, as the four pillows on the couch are all satin pier 1 poufs, and yes, curby has claimed them as his.
so, the reason for my post: aimee and i walked into the living room the other day to find curby, sprawled out, asleep. and the clincher: in the process, he managed to span three poufs at once. this is, as we quickly exclaimed, an amazing new record, as curby, when fully stretched out, is not even as tall as my leg. meaning he is rather short. we planned to take a picture so it might accompany this post, but the camera wouldn't work, so i am left to tell you the details so you can imagine this very historical, record breaking scene for yourself.
There is no doubt, Curby is Master of the Poufs.
(he also happens to be a professional cuddler, we have decided, because honestly, whenever someone sits down on the couch, within the next three minutes, he is on your lap to make sure that A.) you have something to cuddle with, and B.) only he remains master of the poufs.)

peace out, and check the b4u, there was an emergency party update.
♥ali
p.s. i'll be home tomorrow night!=)