Mom calls me her "Bed Hog Dog" these days. I suppose it's for obvious reasons.
She says she doesn't understand how someone so little can take up over half of the bed. It's easy to figure out, though. I simply sleep where I want to sleep.
That fluffy white blanket with the bully stick on it is where I'm "supposed" to sleep so that I give Mom more room. Yeah...whatever.
She should be happy I don't make her sleep on the couch.