Another girl in the bed

Our bedroom has a revolving door at night. Most nights Phoebe and Owen wander in at some point in the night/early morning. Occasionally Chloe will too. Now Molly, the dog, has started sleeping in our bed. It's kind of cute really. She seems like part of the family now. We took her to the vet to have her stitches out yesterday (from being spayed a couple weeks ago), and she was very good at the vet. On the way home though she puked on me. She gets carsick. Thankfully I'd put an old blanket over my legs just incase. It's just like another kid. Here she is right after getting her hair cut a couple weeks ago.