Every morning, I wake up to this amusing sight:
My dog loves sleeping next to me. I seem to only be able to sleep easily when I've got a heap of pillows on me and around me, specifically one over my face, one on my chest, and one longer one for me to wrap my legs around, aside from the standard pillow underneath my head.
Obviously, with such an arrangement, a pillow or two will invariably find its way off me over the course of the night, as I tend to shift around in my sleep quite a fair bit. One of the smaller pillows usually ends up on top of the dog slumbering peacefully next to me, which doesn't really bother her much, as she's pretty much used to falling asleep in my air-conditioned with duvets and pillows piled on top of her.
This is how, every morning, I wake up to find what looks like a small-ish pillow next to me, with a pointy black pair of doggy ears sticking out from underneath it, and grunty high-pitched snoring sounds emitting from the whole set-up.
Too bloody cute.
(And yes, that is the approximate design of the bed-spread I'm actually using currently. Bought by the green-loving Mrs. Chan.)