a whole pack of Chihuahuas. The "pack politics" preclude me from taking certain combinations of dogs to nap with me. It's not even possible to put into polite terms the back-biting and petty jealousy among certain members of the pack, which probably approach reality TV levels.
As part of my nap time ritual, the missus asks me who I am taking, with the reply normally being "just give me Dumb and Dumber." It was she who decided that Tidbit was Dumb and Zoey was Dumber. Tidbit likes to nap. He will wake up from a long nap just to nap with me. It's one of his favorite words, so when he hears me talking about a nap, he comes right out.
Zoey, on the other hand, does not like to be disturbed, and will frown when the missus hands her to me. She is such a princess. In fact, today the missus said "she's such a princess." She is a princess. So I replied with something resembling a British accent: "Well, Sir Dumb and Lady Dumber will be accompanying me to a royal nap."