We've always had one dog afraid of thunder. He's been sleeping in our bed for a while now because he came up lame one day and we didn't think he could get into the tub they sleep in when we pen them in a bathroom overnight. So it wasn't a problem because if he was with us, he didn't get scared.
Now? Another dog is scared of thunder. And when he whimpers and howls, the other two join in. So when there is an overnight thunderstorm, we end up with 4 dogs in bed with us. The original dog takes up position between us, even though we don't let him sleep there when it is just him. And defends his position agains all others. One comes up above him and begs for belly rubs but once we comply, she moves to our feet and settles in. One guy comes up to challenge the original dog then retreats, licks the blanket for quite a while and finally settles in. The last dog? Oh, the last dog. He likes to come up to the head of the bed and try to sleep on your pillow above your head. And if he'd settle down, it wouldn't be so bad. But he wags his tail vigorously, licks our faces, paws our hair and just generally makes a nuisance of himself.
Why do we have dogs, again?
Edited for spelling