Emma spent over an hour playing outside in the snow this afternoon. When she came in, she was understandably chilly. After her hot chocolate, she decided that since her toes were still cold, everyone else must be cold, too.
She tucked me into my chair with a blanket and brought me my knitting (do I have her well trained or what?), she put a hat on the dog (didn't last long), and she found Naia in the bedroom, where he was having a nice peaceful nap on the dog bed. She brought him a pillow, a blanket, and a stuffed animal, and tucked him in "properly."
Apparently, Naia wasn't too upset about this turn of events. He slept like this for at least two and a half hours.