A disgracefully corrupted dog, by now hopelessly irredemable. I’m glad I haven’t corrupted my Pitador and Great Dane the same way. They only sleep with me because of the terrible danger of irreversible rejection trauma if I didn’t let them share the bed with me.
He’s not *so* bad.
He generously allows me an average of 1 square foot of sofa surface.
Thankfully, I’m puny.