I Googled to see who wrote this fun little poem and came up with several different answers, including the ever prolific, "Anonymous". So I am not sure who to give credit to, but if credit is due to you, so it is given, whoever you are, thanks.
In the meantime, I love re-reading this after it popped up on my "On This Day" feed in Facebook. I shared it three years ago. And it still holds true. My shiz-tzu, Ching Ching, Likes to sleep right by my left side in the center of the bed. Sometimes he moves down to the end, sometimes up toward the head. But he always likes to "stay in touch" at least with one paw.
Miguelito on the other hand starts out on my chest expecting (and getting) his full body massage and scratching. He moans and grr's and let's me know its never enough until I raise the cover and he scurries down to nestle between my legs. We lie like this for a bit until I am ready for some serious sleeping. I maneuver myself to my side, tucking a pillow between my knees where Mig comes to rest for the rest of the night. Of course we repeat all this each time I make the trip downstairs to answer nature's call.
I can't imagine having my kids anywhere else. They are my companions of the night and are really not that demanding. And thank heavens for them, and me, I suppose, I am not a restless, thrashful sleeper. We sleep well like this and I wouldn't have it any other way.