Mom got it, put it on his doggy bed and he was having non of it! See, it kinda makes a crinkling noise and he was like "oh no way man!" After trying to get him on it for a few days, mom decided "well, I guess this can be Anna's new place-mat."
No, not a place mat for the dinner table, but a mat for my place. Get it? See, mom taught me the "place" command. When she says this, I go lay on my mat. They like to do this when they eat and I get out of the way. Mom was using this pimptastic white leopard-print thing, but decided, that since the new Duncan Mat of Resistance wasn't being used, I could have it.
It's pretty snazzy. Mom moved it around the house and told me "place" and I'd go lay on it and get a yummy nom treat. See!
I was all happy with my new place-mat. While not as pimptastic, it was pretty cool. Then, as mom and dad were watching TV, mom looks for Duncan, and where is he? His old butt is asleep on my placemat!!!
So now mom's given it back to Duncan and he's sleeping on it every night...mocking me. I mean, dude, what's up with that?!? Mom said she'd get me a new place mat or sew me one....a pink one. Now we're talking!
P.Ess: thank you for all your good wishes for school. It's tonight, I'm hoping it goes okay and dad gets some pictures of me struttin' my stuff!