I wondered what the general view was here. I don't mind Midge doing that, as long as she doesn't smoke!!
Sleeping with your dog.: I wondered... - Lung Conditions C...
Sleeping with your dog.
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I wouldn't mind. At least they can't object to morning halitosis, dogs have morning breath 24/7.
I am now going to duck the brickbats from you dog lovers....
K x
Morning Don. Our Border Collie, Trixie, always sleeps beside our bed (and on it when we aren't there!) Dogs are fantastic care givers and never too busy for a cuddle, although I guess anyone with breathing difficulties might be affected by fur flying around? Since moving here our dog has taken to staring out the window at the two cats opposite. My two young daughters both say that the window is the dogs TV 😂
Keep well, Brian
When I looked after my sisters dog when she was away she loved sleeping on my bed. Trouble is she was a big dog but she would happily shuffle down a bit when I kicked her!
Very interesting that the article didn't make a single reference to the potential health hazards of having a dog in your bed. Obviously, the author is more interested in mental health and the huge comfort, companionship that people get from having their pets snuggled up near them. I don't have a dog but my bed is visited every night by whichever cat manages to stake their claim first. Scuffles sometimes break out as one or other of the remaining two attempt to claim a corner for themselves. By morning they'll have sorted it out and all three will work together to get me up and feed them. Two of the cats are getting older now and jumping up on chairs or beds isn't as easy as it used to be for them. We may have to make a homemade version of the pet stairs.
Ah yes, the hygiene problem. Well Midge doesn't often complain, but when she does I have a quick shower and mouth wash.
Haha! 😂
I wouldn't have a problem with it at all, but for it to happen chez moi Pete would have to sleep in the spare room as my two are a touch on the large side! 😃😃😃
Have always trained my dogs to realise that bedrooms are out of bounds - their beds are outside the open bedroom door where they can see me and know all is well. I read a very complicated article the other day about the human as the final host for certain bugs/diseases - didn't really get it! My reasons are much more simple; I'm not prepared to wash bedding that has been piddled/pooed upon or is covered in muddy paw-prints, plus I'm a very light sleeper.
DM, obviously your dogs are not trained properly. Piddling, pooing or muddy paws aren't behaviours that well brought up pets indulge in My cats are horrified at the mere idea
That made me laugh - I think a lot of folk on here who know me would be amused too.
It was meant to make you laugh DM. I'm sure your dogs are impeccably behaved
I only have my one girl now - too old to have them in threes and fours. After many years as head instructor at the local DTC and a fair collection of rosettes for competing and even judging, if my dog were not well-behaved I should be shot! I opted out of Canine Obedience when it became a matter of life and death and was no longer fun. My dogs have never even been aware that they were being trained - it's all play. My concern is that any animal can have the odd "accident", especially if they are stressed or getting on in years - owners get very upset about this, and so do their pets.
To be honest, because of their size, I find it hard to imagine a dog sleeping on the bed. With cats, it's different. They don't take up a lot of space and thankfully, they don't have accidents. So far anyway. I keep resolving to ban them but they make such a racket, scratching and meowing at the door, that I give in again. I wish there were some cat obedience classes I could send them to
Dogs never piddle or poo in their own bed.
Unlike people
Ooh not for me, very unhygienic. Like wearing shoes in the house! You never know what you, or the dog, have trodden in. Not that I've got a dog anyway 😀
Midge first slept on the bed, day and night, when my wife became ill. She was a great comfort for my wife when she was dying of lung cancer, in fact she had Midge's tail in her hand when she died. When we are in the campervan Midge sleeps on the passenger seat as her bed.
That I heartily agree with Don - the comfort a beloved pet can give in those circumstances is beyond price; I just wish it were possible for those who spend their final days in hospital to share them with their friends.
Yes, it ought to be possible. I wonder if it is in hospices?
Alfie, a schnoodle, sleeps on our bed. He is hypoallergenic so doesn't she'd hair - well just the odd one anyway. The only disadvantage of him being in the bed is that he is a very heavy sleeper, and trying to move him when you need a bit more foot space is almost impossible!
Chom sleeps on my bed but I have to shake my blankets outside everyday, put them in the sun and sanitize them with sanitizing mist. Quite a bother. Sometimes he opts to sleep on the wooden floor especially when it gets warm or in his house if he feels like that.
Some dogs give me a flare up of my breathing ,some do not is this the same for any one else?
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
and dogs never crap on their own door step
Strewth Anthony, that place must be absolutely packed out!
Me too just hoping the bridge is strong enough to hold me and all my furbabies when my time comes
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