When my daughter was young she went camping and took her dog with her, a J.R. Cross, not very big. During the night one of the girls in the tent kept kicking my daughter to get her to stop snoring....only it wasn't her it was Lizzy. Our new J.R. Is Nikki. She is two years old and about the same size as our Shiatzu. She crawls under the covers at night, braces her back against me and pushes her self against my back with all four feet. She likes to press the flesh. I wake up in the middle of the night on the verge of being shoved off the edge. Aside from that it's kind of nice. She is a good little heater. We have a Calif. King and it often has two humans, two J.R.s a Shiatsu and a cat on it. As you can probably tell there is not much passion in the night between my wife and I. When you are over 70 sex is overrated anyway. (I know. There are always those naysayers who will say speak for yourself.) Your pets are like your children and there is much comfort from them. That's not ever overrated.
A farmer in church this morning asked us to pray for rain so that the farmers would have abundant crops. Afterwards I told him, "Yeah, pray for rain so that you can have abundant crops of alfalfa that you sell to your brother Chrisitians for $200 a ton. What I am going to pray for is your salvation.