The other night Ash was lying by the side of the couch looking very forlorn. I think she realized that it was almost bedtime.
She doesn't like bedtime very much and sometimes I have to carry her to her room. She slinks down and tries to hide from me when I say "Sleepy time Ash!"
Ever since she was a puppy she has been babied. She has always slept in the bedroom either on her pillow by the side of the bed or on the actual bed. I think she got used to hearing the sounds of her people sleeping next to her.
I'll admit that there were times when it was a great comfort to me to fall asleep with my arm around her.
When I moved her to Andy's house I knew I still wanted to allow her to sleep indoors, but that I didn't want her in the bedroom anymore. It was time for her to have her own place at night.
For now, we have settled on the spare bedroom. I set her pillow and blanket up in the middle of the room. She likes to be tucked in.
She has a hard time though because she's alone and it's quiet in the room all by herself. I started putting a radio in there, on low volume all night, to keep her company. That stopped her from whining. But she's still not a happy camper when night time comes.
Anyway, we were watching her be sad, laying over in the corner, and feeling bad. Andy thought maybe she needed a little attention before we pushed her into night time solitude. So he got her up and started to play with her in the middle of the living room.