Now that my dog Rose is almost 16, she doesn’t sleep in the bed with me anymore. I really miss that, but it’s too big a jump down. Rose has her own cozy dog bed, which I’ve positioned on the ground at just the right angle, so I can gaze at her during the night.
“Missing Cat” by Virginia Mori
Can Rose do stairs? Amazon sells pet stairs to bridge the gap between the floor and bed.
At this point, I’m thinking you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. She’s comfortable in her bed and that’s most important to me.
I don’t know how people get through this without pets. My Henning sleeps on my bed, he converses with me (okay, it’s largely “feed me” or “comb me” or “play with me”). Just that big floof of unconditional love!
My dog saved me. She really did. I can’t imagine getting through this past year without her.