Every night (around 10:00pm), I lay on the floor (while watching TV) and Stan will come snuggle with me, he's an excellent snuggler. Well last night was no different. He came and got all comfy, I removed his collar (it was around 11pm and he'd just completed his business outside). Well I dont know if it was his nasty breath or he was a bit gassy but he was one stinky beagle. I got up and headed to one of the two recliners we have in the livingroom. My eldest daughter (whom was occupying the other recliner), felt bad for Stan and she told him, Stanley, I'll lay with ya buddy, she just got on the floor and Stan stood up, wandered to her now vacant recliner and hopped up. It looked like the perfect plan was completed. We all cracked up, what a sneeky li'l dog! We let him have the chair until 11:30, that was bedtime anyway.