Prissy and Andrew
When we moved to the country we were able to get Mr. Pink, our first Lab, back from William's Mom. As it happened she was overburdened with kittens at the time and two of them came attached to the dog. Their first trip to the vet they hadn't yet been named and they were put in her book as "Tail" (Andrew) and "No Tail" (Prissy). As this page goes up it's 2004, they're fifteen years old, and the only time Andrew has spent the night inside was back in '91 when he cut his foot. Prissy stayed overnight at the vet when we had her spayed.
But they've got a nice house of their own on a platform under the back porch.
Their house used to be on the deck, but we felt that sometimes they needed more cover:
In better weather Andrew's favorite spot is the blacktop:
Not that he's lazy, but:
Prissy is too proud to ride:
She's comfortable in any weather:
She claims that a tail just wastes warmth.