When I had dogs, in my childhood, mine would try to sleep with me, and my sister’s with her. I say “try” because if our parents noticed it they’d prevent it. But it was cute, as if they associated both of us with different packs, and knew which pack they belonged to.
Me. He doesn’t mind being with my partner, but the dog follows me around the house, sits/sleeps on my lap, sleeps on my side of the bed, waits on the front verandah for me to come back from the shops. He’s supposed to be her dog, but we all know who he loves the most.
Right now, my shoe.
This is his standard. Loves a pat, but love his own space to sleep. Can’t even get a couch cuddle for more than 30s until he plonks off and sleeps on the cold floor. Maybe up in the snow this season he’ll be forced to cuddle me, but his breed is made for sleeping out in the snow so probably not.
Edit: He’s moved further away to colder floor :( And no, it’s not hot. It’s 8C (46F).
Aussie Shepard? That could literally be my dog in your photo.
Does yours also shed 4 dogs worth of hair every day?
His breed is a dog. Ha, really that’s how it translates. The breed is a Finnish Lapphund. “Hund” is German for “a dog” and the rest is just geographical, where Lappi is Finnish for the Lapland region in the far north parts of Finland. So he’s “a dog from Lapland in Finland”.
But anyway, shedding. Double-coated breed (obviously since homeland is in the Arctic Circle). Really active herder/working breed that handles Australian summer temps totally fine (he’s camped in 43C). But also in the alpine region he’ll choose to go into the howling wind, dig a pit in the snow, and sleep there like it’s heaven.Super minimal shedding all year round, basically nothing.
“But how is that possible?”
The answer is October. He “explodes” the undercoat over a few weeks and it’s fucking insane. It just keep fucking dropping. I don’t know where it all comes from! After that, he just stops growing more until it starts cooling again. Imagine this brushing damned near daily for 2-3 weeks.
His natural version of taking off the ski jacket, jumper, shirt, and thermals to get down to the shorts and singlet I guess.
My wife unless she’s unavailable, in which case I get second place… same deal with the post man 🤔
Not a dog, but our cat rotates. It took a long time for her to sleep with the kids but by now she goes to everyone. She switches every few weeks or so.
My old large dog Orion used to sometimes share “his” queen sized bed with me. Other times I had to sleep on the couch.
My cat’s torn. I got her before meeting my husband and I’m her person, but he’s bigger, so she gets to be taller if she sits on him. She tends to sit on him, with at least one paw on me. He does toss and turn more than I do, so sometimes she’ll get annoyed and come back to me completely.
But if either of us is in an uncomfortable position that we shouldn’t try to hold, she’ll come over immediately and curl up.
but he’s bigger, so she gets to be taller if she sits on him.
I’m also taller when laying down.
Me.
The pug sleeps in the middle, the bugton spoons me behind my knees all night under the blankets. Had a terrible time trying to sleep without them on vacation.
For safety reasons, they sleep in their kennels, except for during the day when one sleeps in my room with her head under the bed, and the other in every possible spot of the house, but mostly the other one’s kennel.
Safety reasons?
Mine too. Safety for the carpet. Fucking chihuahua’s. He’s fixed too.
On top of big pile of
moneytennis balls, surrounded by many beautifulwomenbitches!