Thursday, January 19, 2012

In Rare Form

I do not know what Molly's deal was last night. She has been pretty good over the past couple of weeks about not waking me up in the middle of the night needing to go out or anything like that.

Last night she woke me up at a little after 2 A.M. I thought she needed out and since it was cold, I got all bundled up, and stood at the door with the leash in my hand. She shook her head no, she didn't need out. She turned around and headed toward the pantry where I keep the dog treats. She wanted a post-Midnight snack.

Usually she sleeps at my feet but last night she had to sleep right beside me. Everytime I tried to roll over, the cuddle hound was right in my way. It made for a rough night. For me, anyway.

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