A few nights ago I dreamed (dreamt?) that I couldn't move my legs. I woke up and it was true. I grabbed my phone and took this photo at 3:00 a.m. I call it a dog sandwich. However, that would indicate a dog in the middle with something on either side of the dog. So I guess this is a leg sandwich.
We love our dogs (except Jill - the blonde on the right is a bully to Jack, the black one on the left.)