And now, it's both Bella and Annie where I'm sleeping. Great, just great. My pillow is going to smell like dog ass.
Of note, Annie has been hanging out with Bella more than before. She will snuggle Bella, sleep close, look for Bella when the older dog is off somewhere sleeping away from the pack. I don't know if Annie knows something's going on, or if she, too, is just getting old and seeking the comfort we all want.