This morning we woke up with a dog in the bed. Yep, that sneaky dog, Elly, opened her gate (or Kate left it open) and then snuck into our bed in the middle of the night. She is big and heavy and takes lots of space. I kept waking up and pushing what I thought was Bob because I was getting pushed out of bed. And once discovered, that dog pretended to be asleep. Tricky thing.