my silly little black dog

Sometimes I forget my dog is a dog and not a person.  I guess that's what happens when we stay home together all day...I start talking to her like she's a person.  She never answers, but I'm pretty sure she always understands.The problem is, I don't always understand what she's saying.  Last night, when we went to bed, I said to Kiva, "come on, let's go to bed."  By the time we got upstairs, she had made herself comfortable ON our bed (not allowed, never has been, never will be, but she's definitely figured out that's the good place to sleep).  Later, I was in bed, and John was brushing his teeth, she grabbed her bed and dragged it into the hallway and laid down on it...outside the bathroom door...where John was brushing his teeth.  She was clearly making a statement that she was NOT going to sleep in the same room as me without him.  I'm sure this statement was loud and clear to her, but I can only speculate what she meant.  My guess is it's probably related to the fact that I have not walked her much lately (John has been doing all the walking and I've been doing a lot of working) and I don't take her fun places (John has also been taking her to obedience class...while I've been working). I wish I knew what she was thinking...