It is a cold, cold night here in Western New York. The dog has been on the bed all evening.
Once upon a time I had a strict rule. No dogs on the bed...ever. But then, I got myself a husky. To be fair, he's smart enough to only do this when I am not in the bed. So, that was Kiba at 9PM Sunday night. Taken with a flash.
I'm going to bed soon. There will be no drama. There never is. He is smart enough to vacate when he hears me brushing my teeth. I expect to find my side of the bed nice and toasty warm.