I got up to take out the puppy this morning (no pee incidents last night, yay) and found Sym sleeping on the couch where I had my nap yesterday.
Good thing I didn’t look in her room first or I would have started the day with an omg-my-baby’s-been-kidnapped panic. She’s eight years old but I still check on her at night, to make sure she’s there, to make sure she’s safe, to make sure she’s still breathing. Sometimes she creepily sleeps with her eyes open and I wake her up to make her cut it out.
3 Replies to “Sleepy Angel”
Can’t sleep or the ants will get me!
lol no, ants are cool! six million of them swarm out of a hole and blanket every surface then drag it all back to their underground lair.
Wasn’t that a comforting thought?
Now I feel all warm and fuzzy inside.