Chester finds himself on a bed next to one of Mr. Mike Lindell’s giant puffy pillows and a throw blanket. He begins to start his nightly routine as Rachell notices the bed is not flush against the headboard leaving about 3 inches between the bed and wall for a dog Chester’s size to fall through.
Rachell exclaims, “Chester, stop. Come here, buddy,” as she reaches to grab him before he slips off the edge at the head of the bed.
“I’m not 3 inches wide,” he surmises. Chester stops in his tracks short of the gap and turns to face her.
“Whew, that was close,” he determines. Rachell’s hands encircle his tiny 2.5-pound body scooping him up to secure him in her arms. She gently puts him down so he can nestle against Lindell’s pillow. He feels safe as he snuggles into the soft blanket curled up like a bun.
Chester learns quickly, “I must pay attention!”


