Years ago, we had a doxy and her favorite place was in someone's jacket sleeve. They would go to pick the jacket up and it would be way too heavy, until dog dropped out.She was always too cold and in the winter, in CO, she would try very hard to stand on one or no legs when outside in the snow for necessary functions, meanwhile, the poodle would be out in the deepest part, tearing through all of it and have a blast.