Cody sleeps in my bed and under the covers, and he has since the day I brought him home. He was 3.5 years old. When he jumps up on the bed, he will stand by my face and stare down at me with his brow slightly (almost pitifully) wrinkled, waiting for me to hold the blankets up so he can get under them. He also prefers to be completely under the covers. He's a wiggler too.
He used to sleep curled into the bend of my knees, but now he sleeps curled into my chest or stomach on the side of the bed by the wall and window. You know basenjis and their windows! He always starts out curled into a tight ball, but sometimes, halfway through the night I wake up with him completely sprawled out across the bed, and I'm sleeping on the edge. How does a 26 pound dog take up nearly all of a queen size bed? Even better, why do I let him? LOL! I swear, it's like he's secretly laughing at me. He will lay completely stretched out across the bed, nose not quite to the edge of the bed, back legs stretched completely out with his knees locked, and his sharp little toenails digging into my side, stomach, or back, depending on how I'm sleeping at that point.
He usually lets me move him around while he's sleeping, and sometimes he doesn't even wake up when I move him. Sometimes, when I try to retake the bed from him by sliding him over, he'll just get up and find another spot on the bed, but I have to be quick about it, because if it was up to him, he'd sleep in the very middle of the bed. Every once in a while he will get growly when I move him, but I've realized that he only does it when he's making those little whiny noises in his sleep (Do dogs dream?).
Last year, when we were staying with my parents, sometimes I would stay overnight with my grandma (I was one of her primary caregivers before she passed away). On those nights, he would either sleep in my bed while I was gone, or he would sneak into my parents bed with them AND Moe (who is nearly twice Cody's size), which would cause my dad to relinquish his spot on the bed and retreat to the couch. He's not a big fan of Cody's wiggling antics or sharp toenails. Now, the fact that I would come home to him still curled up under the covers on my bed and no one went in there and covered him up proves that he can get under them himself, he's just spoiled now and wants me to hold the blankets up for him so he can circle into the perfect spot. LOL. Little butthead.
The things we do for our dogs!
But now I've gotten to the point that I don't think I can sleep without him.