My hubby blamed this for our dead sex life pre WLS.....

 
A 170 pound bed companion planted smack dab between us.  He has since realized that it was because I felt so gawd awful from carrying around all that weight

Now I just push the dog out of the way and get busy!  Gus just gets up in disgust and goes to the bathroom to lay on the rug.  Then when he thinks the shenanigans are over, he comes back to bed and flops down with a martyr sized sigh.

What a sweet smooshy face!  The dog....not my husband!

Ha...my dog...also gus does the exact same thing.