1) Son #1
2) Son #2
3) Hudson got territorial of the bed and won't let any other dog get near it. (Sometimes if he's gotten ahold of some refried beans, I just go ahead and let him have my spot as well).
4) Fergus got old and often cannot FIND the bed, much less climb up on it.
5) Bean grew up to be an idiot.
And so, dear reader, I have lovingly (and by "lovingly," I mean: used ALL the highlighters in my desk drawer and my good sharpie) drawn a more accurate depiction of what it looks like in our bed at night these days. Here you go: