Last night we let Step-Dog sleep in the bed with us, and she squeezed in over on my side and for a fair amount of the night I was pretty much spooning her rump. Then I had to turn a bit to sleep on my back, and since I was in the middle, this required a little bit of jostling. She was extremely unhappy with my disturbing her comfort, so she tried barrel rolling me over with her snout. When I wouldn’t budge, she decided to wedge herself between my legs, and then was unhappy with that, so she got off the bed and moved over to his side. A while later she tried to regain her spot next to me. Needless to say, a pushy pitbull means limited sleep for me.
Anyway, time for a nap. Tell me some quirky stories about dealing with pets in relationships.