On Connecting and Negotiating for the Bed

Meet Peanut. We're friends and we live together. We met online, just like most of us here. He came to me as a rescue dog.

Peanut was his name when we met and, because he seemed partial to it, I didn't feel the need to change it.

The first day I brought him home I gave him a tour of the house and told him it was his home too. That may have been a mistake.

He immediately laid claim to my bed.

After a few nights on the floor, and some negotiations, he let me share it with him.