Once upon a time I dreamed I'd be the kind of dog owner that would let my dog up on the couch but absolutely not on my bed. My bed was mine, and I was going to continue to enjoy sprawling out and hogging the whole thing.
Then Danny came to hang out at my apartment and decided that he liked to nap on my bed.
He was still easing me out of my fear of big dogs - I wasn't about to move the guy. The last thing I wanted to do was make him angry.
Now that chunkamunk puts up with me waking him up on the couch to come sleep on the bed.
Go figure.
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