I have a few nice photos of old bones laying on his futon.  How many dogs are able to boast their own futon?  We have had some hot weather here, so the office – where said futon is located – has been pretty toasty.  I installed a little fan and pointed it directly at the futon.  I thought he’d be afraid of it, but it’s worked out fine.  Dogs always suffer in the heat, and there is so little you can do when you have no AC.  Plus, that pack mentality is so strong in Berry that he’d rather roast than sleep on the cool concrete floor in the garage, for example.  Maybe he’s afraid he’ll miss something or can’t live for even an hour without one of his soft surfaces.  Weird dog.