As a wee one, my first newf/newf mix Bear used to sleep on the inside of my twin sized bed. The neighbor's who originally owned him always left him outside, so once he entered my life, he entered my bed, and he loved it so much he stayed all night next to me. He just loved to be loved.
What used to crack me up and bring the biggest smile and fill my world with enjoyment, was every morning when the alarm would go off, he'd stretch by putting his feet against the wall and push...he always moved the bed a few feet but he was the BESTEST alarm clock I ever had. Thank you so much for reminding me of this