It's at the end of the day--when I'd be curling up near her if I were where she is--that I miss her most. She used to growl whenever we'd even touch her with our feet from under the covers (as in: dog on top of covers, feet under covers, feet nudging dog). I finally figured out that if I put a hand on her--as if to say, "That's not a disembodied appendage about to hit you"--I could move her around as necessary without eliciting a growl. Sometimes without even waking her up. She is such a dog. You can almost tell it just by looking at her eyebrows.