I like my night bed I really do. But last week Dad may have thought differently. Mom was out of town so Dad was primary for the night. He did not realize what is a normal night for me. Lay down, roll over, shake the kennel, shake my tags, lay on my back, SNORE, scratch, SNORE, shake my tags, sit up and stare at the wall, lay back down and SNORE, shake my kennel, SNORE. I had a great sleep but Dad looked tired in the morning.