Hi Brollachan
This looks like a very familiar site - excepet in our case it is a deerhound and a deerhound/greyhound and occasionally a cat for good measure!
Vicky

Yep , I do know this one , too - they have this " How dare you want to go to bed yourself " look on their sweet , beautiful faces ...

Verena

You got that right, it is often a race to see who gets to bed first. I like it when it is Terry's turn to take the hounds out for their last piddle so I get pole position

With the flash filling the eyes they look pretty intimidating. I don't have to worry about getting to the bed late, my girls aren't allosed on the furniture and I'm the only animal in the bed. Though I do have to confess there times when we're on the road going to shows that the rules get relaxed a tiny bit.

Wow Terry, a knew side of you is emerging!
Mine aren't allowed on the furniture either, yet alone upstairs, we
have stair gates to stop this, I don't want to get into bed with a doggy
odour, yet alone any hairs, yuk. I love my dogs, but don't want their hairs in my bed!

Hi Helen,

oops did I let something slip? A new side,hummmm, I'll have to thnk about that. I do love my girls and they arae spoiled, but there have to be a line drawn somewhere. No mooching food from the dinner table, no drinking my tea or coffee, etc. and of course there's always one or more with their nose an inch or so from my plate or Tess sneaking a drink of my coffee. And the part I love, err. weel put up with is the cocked head and questioning look, "did you really mean for me to lay down?" and on..... the difference in personalities is great, and sometimes frustrating. But I'd not haave it any other way.

Mines the same, a complete ponse when it comes to food, it drives me
mad, the Lurchers never went near he kids when they ate, the Deerhound does. He also prefers rummaging through the kitchen bin to whats in his bowl, it can drive you mad. And to come home from Tesco's with bags of food, forget it unless you lock him out!

Mine generally stay out of the kitchen, but on occassion they do stray in. The cat's dish is just at the entrance to it and the water pan too, so that's a target. Amazingly enough, they don't go too wild when I return from the grocer's. I do have to put something heavy on the rubbish bin otherwise one or the other will sometime rummage at night. Sneaky,sneaky, wee devils.

I've just taken a joint of Pork out of the oven, he heard it, then smelt it, then come flying in, it's now safely locked away. He had the Turkey one Easter, I'd cooked it, then we decided to go for a quick drink before dinner, my son left the kitchen door open and he got it, when my son came back in the room, it was half chewed on the floor, so he picked it up, wrapped it back up and hoped no one would notice. My daughter came in with my youngest son, saw it was half eaten and persumed we'd had dinner without her, so she picked it off and started eating it, she never lived that down. Good job we have a good Chinese nearby!!

lovely photo, its just where you would find them as well..sheona

Well I seem to be lucky. Mine doesn't like the bed much, probably can't be bothered to go up stairs when there are 2 comfortable sofas downstairs. He's also good in the kitchen although I guess he's not had much of a chance as we're pretty careful not to tempt him, he does get pretty good food anyway so maybe thats it. The cats food is fair game and he has a good smell and inspection of the carrier bags when I come back from the supermarket. He comes to see what we're eating at meal times but walks away once he knows he's not getting anything. All in all he's a pretty good dog in all of these departments. He also rarely tries to get into the bin, it does have a lid so that keeps him out. He will take bones or meat packaging if the lids left open.

We have three of our dogs come to bed with us. Joe and Maya, the Lurchers and Ruag the Deerhound. If I go to bed first Maya is straight on the bed with me. Alan then wakes me up when he has to repeatedly tell Maya to get off the bed. Joe and Ruag lie at the side of the bed. But, as soon as the bed is vacated in morning we walk back in the bedroom from taking showers to find all three of them on it and all of them are very reluctant to get up to go out for their walk.

Ours are not allowed on the furniture either, although Taog likes to sit with his bottom on the sofa and his front feet on the floor. We were usually laughing to hard to tell him off so he got away with it. He does like to stick his head in any bag we come home with, food or not! We have become very wise to putting food out of reach (the top of the fridge is a good spot:P ) after he stole a few things, including a steak off mums plate when she got up to answer the phone!! Our little poodle x whippet is the bin theif, even though she can only just reach it.

Its a good thing we love them!

Only one actually stays on the bed which is Xena and she is the smallest. Bree and Lockie vacate when both of us are in. Bree gets up just cause she can and Lockie comes up for snuggles (which I love) but if Bree is up my end then she won't let him.
Bree was trained not to get on the bed as a pup but Terry is a softy and because Xena had a bad start in life he let her on the bed "sigh"
The hounds have manipulated us well

Love the picture, it speaks volumes, they have finished playing with their toys, finished chasing the cat and have all decided to have a little snooze, before they all get up and start again!!
You would have thought they would have put their toys away before having a kip!!!
They all look well loved and happy hounds (and the cat too)

I find it amazin how many people have their hounds on their beds!! It's like havin another human there with you surely!! lol

ours are allowed on sofas (we bought the 2 in the "family room" specially with the dogs in mind) but aren't allowed upstairs at all. In fact I don't think they would know how to climb the stairs, having never done it - I found that in April at the breed show, and had to take Bea up in the lift as she couldn't get the hang of the stairs, bless her

Skoll can manage stairs, cos in our last house it was an open hallway, and he used to climb up when you were in the shower and sit on the landing outside the bathroom... the house we're in now has the stairs closed off with a door at the bottom, so none of the dogs can get up (just as well as that's the cats domain anyway)

again, at the breed show, the first night both Leah and Bea slept on their beds on the floor, but on the second night Bea decided to try the bed, and was sprawled out next to me, it was sweet, but I was on my own so I had plenty of bed left

Leah likes to lie with you on the sofa, tho she does have very bony elbows and always seems to dig them in the most wakward places

I don't have dogs upstairs, yet alone on beds! Yuk, I do love' em but not their hair! and I dont have dogs on sofas either. My opinion, I work hard to buy nice furniture and don't want a dog ruining it. When we first got him the kids used to pick him up and sit them on their laps, I put a stop to it as I didn't want to encourage it. They come in the living room with us at night, for a cuddle and to be with us, but during the day they sleep in the hall, we have baby gates on living room and bottom of stairs. You cant help noticing that doggy smell when you come down in the morning or come through the front door, I would hate that upstairs or all over my house. If the gate is left open by visitors, the first thing Murphy does is find MY BED! Also, coming down the stairs is damaging for a large dog as they are so awkward.

Thats the way life should be....Sheona

I guess I'm lucky 'cause I don't seem to notice much of a doggy smell (unless we've gotten wet on a walk), or else I grown too accustomed to it. Tess has a habit of resting her hind end on the couch which I discourage so she's sneaky and does it during the night. Every so often I catch her. A couple of times when I'm sitting there she's plumped her rump on me! Just can't get perturbed, it's so funny. It's as though she's the boss. When I tel her to get off, she does but puts her nose right up to mine and gives me the look and a big nose lick. Can't do anything but laugh and give her a big hug. I never cease to be amazed at what Deerhounds do.