Haha, Anna, I think you fit right in here! What with your gingerbread gin (*cough* sharing is caring) and your blatant pushoverishness* when it comes to puppy cuddles. Yep, you’re one of us!
I was very firm on the “no dogs on the sofa” rule until Willow was spayed. I have litter mates and her brother, Shadow, went to stay with friends while she was recovering. Two things happened: 1. Shadow was allowed on their sofa so when he came back home, he jumped up like it’s where he belonged all along and
2. Willow had such a hard time post surgery, and was so miserable, that my heart of stone turned to jelly and I let her up.
Since then, I have gained two more dogs and relinquished all sofa rights of my own
* it has been said that I make up words on occasion. I will neither confirm nor deny.