Every night when I say goodnight to Dolly and turn out the light I tuck her in under a snuggle sack. As I leave the room I hear the rustle of my French Bulldog scooping up the sack into her preferred shape before burrowing inside. She digs and noses under her snuggle sack for a couple of minutes before circling around a few times and finally settling into the cutest sleeping position. Sometimes in it, sometimes on top. Dolly seems to enjoy her nightly ritual, and once she finds the perfect spot and has her bedding just the way she …
