We don't allow the quadrapeds into the bedroom.
The Summer of 2002, my future SIL's son's girlfriend was over here and I was doggie sitting a small pooch (Jeffy) for a friend. He was an aging, but very smart and friendly fella, and she went over the moon over him.Well, a few weeks later, they came over to my place and she had a 6 week old puppy. He was so cute, soft and fuzzy and warm. You could hold him in your hands quite easily.
Problem was that it was a Yellow Lab, haha!
I told her that he would get to be a pretty big dog and really wasn't an indoor dog like Jeffy was.
They kept him for a couple of months and reality sank in. She was out of her apartment most of the time, so he became quite a character in the apartment.
So guess who ended up with Elwood? Yep. Yours truly. I named him Elwood because my brother had a dog named Jake. (The Blues Brothers, Jake and Elwood).
I had him for about 3 months or so while I tried to find a permanent home for him. A neighbor about 4 doors down adopted him and they have little kids. So now he has a nice home and I get to see Elwood on occasion.
A great ending to this story. All's well that ends well. :^)