Everybody has their own sleeping style
Before Ross moved in, we enjoyed many different sleeping quarters: a twin extra long, a two-person tent, a lumpy futon, a full-size air mattress, a fold-out couch, two economy seats during a transpacific flight...
During cohabitation, however, settling into a routine with my male companions was a challenge. Rowan is essentially a caricature of his breed. He's got every classic Dobie quality -- large, protective, clean -- but they're all exaggerated to the nth degree.
He's not just protective, he has severe attachment issues. When I brought him home, he wouldn't even let me close the door to the bathroom while I showered. I had to stay in his line of sight at all times during the early months. My No. 1 rule was no dogs on the bed; which he was happy to comply with as long as he could see me from his perch on the couch in the next room.