I often speak of how utterly spoiled my dog is. Now this is not attributed to anything that I do. My dear hubby would chew up his own food and feed it to the dog if need be. He adores the mutt, so the mutt gets away with murder. I went upstairs a few weeks ago and just about fell over laughing at the scene that greeted me. Here was Brandon, pushed off of his pillow, for a little 4 pound mutt. Just look at Hobbes....like the little person he THINKS he is....propped up on his pillow. Funny, yet disturbing:) Esp since Brandon's never given up his pillow for me~ ha!