I couldn't find Tiger in his usual spots just now. It never occured to look for him in bed. He put himself to bed! Poor thing must be as worn out from the weekend as I am. And he even got to sleep in the car on the way back!
I'm always losing Ginger under the covers - dachshunds naturally burrow so I always leave a blanket on the couch for her. Often times, you can't tell which end is which (unless she's wagging her tail under those covers) and you have to poke the bundled-up mass to wake her up when we get home from work.
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