Arf at Polite Conversation in the Schadenfreudehaus and at Stropps's DD being raised by the dog.
Herbs, a bit of God will do your DS no harm (says the atheist daughter of two (2, II) missionaries).
QQ, my DDog is getting more delinquent every day. She still loves everyone but she's on a mission to get on the couch, go in the bedrooms, steal food and wallow in mud, every waking moment. She's nearly seven. Where did I go wrong? If she were a child I'd have to refer her to the Youth Offending Team 
Your dog, otoh, is being a madam. Like our cat. If you try to get her off her favourite chair (or do anything she doesn't want to do) she loses the use of her legs 
Still on the subject of dreams, it seems my unconscious has packed up. I dreamed I was in bed with DH. I was. How sad is that?