Gir tilted his head, leaning a bit too far to one side. "Sleep?" He ruffled Dib's hair, trying to shape it into something more familiar. "I like it how it is!" he said of the couch. "I'll sleep under there! That can be my room!" He jumped down from Dib with all the grace of a 165-pound spider monkey.
Gir darted back under the couch and curled up into a little ball. Moments later, snoring could be heard from inside the fort.