AFTER THREE, THIS BED'S FOR ME!
When we got Lady, there was no thought other than she would sleep with me. I felt that she would feel better if she was not separated from us. And she proved to be the best little foot warmer in the world. We never had a problem with her.
So when Prozac came along we once again thought that it would be no problem, the king sized bed would hold all four of us,and Zac never made it any further than his head on my stomach, and so what harm was it?
Then along came Precious, and what was I to do? I couldn't let the two older dogs sleep with me and let the baby stay on the floor, now could I? So she chose as her spot, the top of my head.
This went on for about a year, Lady at my feet, Zac at my stomach, and Precious at the top of my head. And all the dogs knew where they were to sleep, and that they could never, ever, get over on Daddy's side of the bed!
Being the tender heart that I am, I had a hard time coming to the only decision that I could live with, the cockers would have to leave the bed!! After making my decision, I knew that I could not change my mind. It was so hard as I listened to my husband explain to the kids that they could not get on the bed anymore. I wanted them and I didn't want them to sleep with me!
After about two good, and I mean two really good nights sleep, I knew that it was the right thing to do, I felt free, I could roll over, I could stretch my feet, and I could throw my arm up over my head again!!!! YIPEEEE, I was back to the king sized bed, and I was free.
Judith Kiser �