Sophie, our friend Sarah’s blonde pit bull stayed with us for a few days in November. Porter and Sadie and Sophie are all good friends so I don’t have to worry about them when I leave or any other time. Brenda and Sophie, on the other hand, can never make contact with each other. They are not friends. Sophie is a little curious of Brenda, and Brenda of Sophie, but they are more likely to pull each other’s hair in the schoolyard than to become BFFs.
One night, we tried sleeping with Brenda in her crate in the main room and all three of the other dogs in the bedroom wherever they wanted to be. There was our bed, of course, and then also three comfy dog beds close by.
In the middle of the night, Brenda started to cry (so predictable!), and in order to get any sleep, I had to take her out of the crate and tether her to the bed leg near my side of the bed.
This meant that, unless I wanted to either lock Sophie out of the bedroom (too sad) or muzzle both Sophie and Brenda (I don’t think so), I needed to make sure that Sophie stayed on our bed.
To accomplish this, Ben and I positioned Sophie in the middle of us and Ben slipped his hand underneath her collar, effectively tethering her to him.
We all got at least a few more hours of sleep that night and the situation reminded me of a children’s book I want to write someday called Pit Bull Manor. The story is an allegory and stars five or six pit bulls, all with different personalities, who live in the same building in NYC. They spend their days interacting with each other and their nights solving crimes. I felt like my bedroom last night was Pit Bull Flop House.
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I was wondering if when Sadie, Porter and various guests sleep in your bed they kick you like certain people mentioned in your blog did when they were expeditiously transplanted into their parents bed, oh those many years ago, to keep them happy and quiet (so everyone could get some sleep) albeit with minor bruises unconsciously inflicted without malice of for-thought by said wee one?
To answer your question, yes, they kick you all night long. Porter is the worst. He likes to bury himself in between Ben and I and then lay perpendicular. You just hope that his head is near you. This morning I woke up laying diagonal, my feet over Ben's legs and both Porter and Sadie's heads resting on my stomach.
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