IT GETS WORSE WITH AGE, MINE & THEIRS.
We have sibling male/female French Britany's now 14 y/o. When we picked them up in 2000, we agreed no dogs on the bed or furniture, that rule didn't last the first night. The first 10+ years they would stand up & move away to let me into my own bed, they don't sleep on Moms side. Now they don't move away at all, the Diva has made her own studio apt in our walk in closet, complete with doggie bed, and a set of stairs in case she should want to grace us with her presence, but will measure the height of the adjustable mattress with her chin & bark if it's too high or the stairs aren't in the EXACT right place. I don't need a clock as they will come into my mancave at night to tell me when it's time to come to bed & wake up. How a 40 lb dog can put his back against the wife & push a 300+ lb man to the very edge of the bed, (and onto the floor more than once is a mystery). Then like last night there is the pottie parade. I get up at 4am to pee, then the wife, then the male, then the female. After torn cruciate ligaments, cataracts, normal aging, I will do just about ANYTHING to get more precious time with them, and keep them as comfortable as possible. WHIPPED and WRAPPED you bet, AND LOVING IT.