I Made A Comic About My Bed Problems With Me And My Dog.

Last night while getting ready to go to bed, my dog got to my bed first. And for some reason she believes that the comfiest spot is dead center in the middle. If we could work out some kind of system, that’d be great, but Dakota isn’t a very cooperative doggo. So after five positions to try to fall asleep in, Dakota finally won the battle of the bed and I had to sleep on the living room floor. I feel like I had just been hammered and lying in a garbage can. So while complaining about how horrible I feel, I turned my misery into a very relatable comic.