For the love of BED

I love my bed.  I love my bed so much that sometimes I do not want to get out of it.  Ok, that was a little over exagerated, sorry, let me refrase.  A lot of the time I do not like to get out of my bed.  Last night my girlfriend wanted me to come downstairs with her.  I did not feel like it because I was so warm and comfortable.  So she tried to give me a treat but i was not going to move.  Then she gave me a hug to move me a little and took my bed.   I followed her to try to get my bed back.  I eventually did because that night was the first night she let me sleep on my favorite bed in her room.  I was so happy that i slept through the night.