I bought a one bedroom home because it’s compact, quick to clean, and I can’t hoard too much stuff in it.

That said, while my best friend and I each live alone in our own homes, we spend weekends at mine because for a decade or more we were roommates in a two bedroom with Butch and we still enjoy our Three’s Company routine all together.

We all sleep in the same bed each night where the only kissing, touching and loving involves Butch who is pretty insistent on it.

Our arrangement often raises questions, eyebrows and disbelief in others except for us.

We get to enjoy our friendship and share love with our four-legged other best friend all day and nobody needs to miss a good night’s sleep banished to a sofa because of someone else’s eyebrows.

Nobody recoils at a fart or a foot touch and they both take all the covers since I sleep hot year-round.

Maybe we take best friends to a whole new comfort level for some but it’s how we roll and get to be roommates once again, even if just for a couple days a week.