I have two dogs - one lives in kennels and the other used to...
It seems since meeting a girl, getting married and having a daughter, the terrier has gone from a kennel dog and a fairly useful sort to some sort of living stuffed toy.
He loves it, naturally. I'm not so keen, especially now he comes upstairs, I just know by the time my girl turns seven or so, he'll be in her room at night.
Although, show this post to my wife and she'll show you photos of me pre-marriage and kids asleep, drunk on the sofa with the terrier I 'forgot' to kick out cwtched up under my arm.....