I have slowly but surely been carrying out "Operation Comfy Pillow" in my house. While my people are gone during the day, I sleep on the couch or on their bed. I do have my own bed, but theirs is just so much bigger.
A dog needs room to stretch!
When my mom gets home from work and sits on the couch to watch some TV, I always make sure that I get up on the couch next to her, just to remind her that it's MY comfy place and she needs to make room for me. I don't jump up there by myself (while they're home, anyway) but I put my chin on my mom's knee until she picks me up and puts me on the couch.
She thinks I sit funny. I can't help it. I haven't been able to sit like a "normal" dog since my knee surgery last year. Don't I just look cuter anyway?
My dad is turning in to a softy. He used to be Mr. Rules - no sleeping in their bed, no treats, no people food. (I get veggie treats now.) Last night he said I could lay in bed with them for fifteen minutes while they listened to something on the radio, but then I ended up sleeping on the bed all night, with my people scratching my belly. Ahhh!