Nobu's dugout

As I succumb to the heat and languish in the air-conditioned room with Claire, the fans circulating air full blast, Nobu takes advantage of the cool earth he digs up behind the house,  seeming to prefer braving the mosquitos  in order to sleep outside. I'd prefer if he slept indoors with me and Claire, but then on the other hand it's good he feels at home enough to be able to do his own thing:
"Faithful and loyal and true, you share in our sorrows and rejoice with us in our triumphs, the truest friend we have ever known, a better friend than we deserve." Connie Willis (1998) To Say Nothing of the Dog