That's my German Wirehair, Tuffy.  The only way to describe him is hyper-focused.  He becomes fixated on something and he will not stop holding vigil until he gets it. For the past few weeks, he's become completely obsessed with a furry, grey pillow in the guest room.  He sits by the closed door and waits- waits for his opportunity to sneak in and have it all to himself. 

This morning, I was on the couch having my first cup of coffee when I realized Tuffy was no longer downstairs.  "The pillow," I thought.  I ran upstairs, saw the spare room's door had been left open, and walked in only to find him like this...

The funniest (and strangest) part about it- he wasn't trying to tear the pillow apart- just holding it in his mouth with a look of absolute content. 

I think the days of that pillow gracing the guest room's bed are over!