Why Do Dogs Sleep On My Pillow? The Mystery Revealed!

Alright, so the other day I noticed something that’s been going on for a while, and it finally got me thinking. Every morning, I wake up, and there’s my dog, not just in my bed, but right there on my pillow, sometimes even on top of my head! It’s kinda cute, but also, like, why? So, I decided to do a little digging into why my furry buddy likes my pillow so much.

First, I observed him for a few days. I watched where he would go when it was time for bed. He’d follow me into the bedroom, sure, but he’d always make a beeline for the bed, specifically, my pillow. This told me it wasn’t just a random spot he picked. He was choosing it.

Next, I started thinking about what makes my pillow different from, say, his dog bed. I realized a few things:

• Smell: I spend a good chunk of my night with my head on that pillow. It probably smells a lot like me. And dogs, well, they’re all about smells, right?
• Height: The pillow is raised. Maybe he likes the feeling of being up high? I know when we’re out and about, he always tries to climb to the highest point he can find.
• Warmth: My head is pretty warm, and the pillow retains that heat. Maybe he’s just seeking a cozy, warm spot.

I tried an experiment. I took one of my old t-shirts that I’d worn all day and put it on his dog bed. Guess what? He started sleeping on his bed more often! He’d still sneak onto my pillow sometimes, but it was definitely less frequent. I am quite sure that this proved my smell theory.

And then there’s this

I also thought about how he acts during the day. He’s always following me around, wanting to be close. Maybe sleeping on my pillow is just his way of being as close to me as possible, even when I’m asleep. It’s kind of sweet when you think about it that way, right?

So, after all this, I think I’ve cracked the case, at least partially. It seems like my dog sleeps on my pillow because of a mix of things: my smell, the warmth, the height, and just wanting to be near me. It’s a combination of comfort, security, and maybe a little bit of instinct thrown in. I might not have a definitive scientific answer, but it makes sense to me. And honestly, waking up with a furry face next to mine isn’t the worst thing in the world. It’s actually kind of awesome.