The story of bedtime

Bedtime?! What is that? I’m a Lhasa Apso dog and I go to bed whenever I want to. What’s more, I can sleep wherever I want. In my house every night is the same. Mum and Dad sit drinking tea and watching the telly until it gets really late. Early to bed is a phrase you will rarely hear in this place.

Waking the humans

For most of the time, I go to bed when the humans do. To tell you the truth, I don’t like to be on my own so I have to wait for them. It’s a sort of ritual. Once I have been out in the garden for the last time, I like to get to bed, if you know what I mean. However, this pair of humans just sit there and I have to make all the running. That includes tapping arms, barking and even using my special crying noise. Eventually, one of them will take the hint but only if they are awake at the time. Dozing off on the sofa can also be a regular occurrence but I can easily deal with that. Jumping onto them from a height usually does the trick.

So many options…

Once upstairs, I have a choice of beds. There is my basket, my crash pad or me simply making a nuisance of myself on the big bed. As you can tell, I’m a lady that likes to have many options. The basket is great for when I want some ‘me time’ and I can cosy up inside it on a cold night. Then there’s my crash pad which is filled with little comfy beans! It’s made by a company called Animology and it’s great for laying flat out when I want to relax for a bit, especially after a long walk where I’ve got a little bit muddy. I’m a bit fussy with where I sleep so I usually spend a short while in each place before I move onto the most comfortable spot of all.

The big bed

I always end up on the big bed. It’s such a joy laying there in the space between two humans. Sometimes, during the night, I go wandering around the house but I generally sleep very well and always wake up refreshed and raring to go. My dad gets up first to make the tea and I always jump into the space he vacates because it is very warm and cosy. It also annoys him when he returns because he has to move me back to the bottom of the bed and I don’t make it easy for him. After that, I can place myself in an awkward position so that it becomes difficult for him to move.

Lazy little puppy

When dad has finished his tea, he has to get ready for work. Now, this doesn’t mean that I have to get up as well. In fact, the opposite is true because mum is still asleep and I have a lot more room on the bed to settle down. I am usually good for another hour in bed at the very least. Finally, mum gets up and asks me to go on patrol in the garden. Usually she mentions something about cats and then I have to immediately investigate! I can’t be allowing trespassing cats.

My brother moved out of the house a few months ago and now lives quite a long way away but when he was at home, he never got up very early at all and I could lay on his bed for hours on end. He never minded at all. Happy days!