All she wants to do is lay on her blanket in the middle of the living room and it's not a big room and I don't want dad to fall over her. Before I went to bed last night, I tried to talk her into moving in the office. I put her blanket down, fluffed it up and went to bed. I could hear her pacing in the living room, then the whining started and just as I was about to drop off to sleep, woof woof.
Now....Greyhounds don't very often bark so I knew when she did, that she had just told me off for trying to mess with her routine. I lumbered out of bed into the office, retrieved the blanket, returned it to the living room, fluffed it up, put it down and went back to my bed. I swear I heard a 'harumppfff' out of her as she flopped down on her relocated blankie!
Foster dog - 1 Me - 0