Bed Weasels

Yesterday morning, JK told Mr. Wolf that there was a bed weasel in the bed, and I was very surprised! I was in the bed at the time, and I didn't smell any weasels or any other animal in the bed.

It is my job to protect JK and Mr. Wolf from any miscreant animals or bad people, so I had to come up from under the blanket to see if somehow an animal had gotten onto the bed where I couldn't see it or smell it...

Me, coming up to check for weasels.

Wait a minute! Mr. Wolf is looking at me and saying that I am the bed weasel! What? That's impossible. I am definitely NOT a weasel.

Mr. Wolf is confused.

The whole thing was very silly. Mr. Wolf and JK were being strange, like people are sometimes, and pretending that I was the weasel in the bed. I have no idea why people say such silly things.

Please explain them to me.