The following pictures are how every night of my life now goes. Cute sleepy wife goes to bed and puppy follows her. I follow mere seconds to an hour later and this is what I find:
Stamps-With-Foot sound asleep, Dog (Brodie) on my side and in my spot. Wife snuggling dog. I walk in and without fail this is the reaction I get:
Wife: ZZZZzzzzzzzz….ZZZZZzzzzz
Brodie: “What?! You got a problem monkey? I was here first, this is my spot! Don’t even think about disturbing me, I’m comfy and set for the evening. You should have got here first…”
I ignore him, walk around the bed to hop in and turn off the lamp and I am greeted with this face:
Brodie: “If you touch me I am going to EAT YOUR FACE OFF – I swear by all that is Holy (salmon kibble, the stuffed monkey, & chasing kitties) that I will FVCK YOU UP if you… Hey!… NO… Stop… Damn it!!… Fine, I will sleep on the other side of her, but tomorrow night I am going to attack balls if you try this sh!t again…”
With that pronouncement he then makes a couple of turns, flops down with a huff, snorts a couple of times, may pass some gas just because and then begins to snore like a fat old guy with sleep apnea and a deviated septum. Modern love with a dose of belligerent puppy.
Oh my goodness look how cute my boy is! In the middle picture he looks just like Toothless from How to Train Your Dragon.
My wife is puppy-narsasistic. Really! Stamps-With-Foot doesn’t miss a chance to ask even perfect strangers “Isn’t he the cutest/smartest/sweetest/most handsome dog ever?!”
She loves that dog and MAY have cried when watching How to Train Your Dragon because of the close resemblance. They were tears of love. Sometimes I wish she liked me like that….