Let sleeping dogs lie...
While I am away on Monday evenings, Scott takes the dogs running. When I get home they have full bellies and are happily worn out. It took awhile for me to get used to them not greeting me at the door if I get in after 9pm. But my heart skips a beat as I know what my next vision of them is going to be.
How hard is it to not just drop down on their beds and cuddle with them during this time?
They dont even acknowledge my presence. Just sound asleep and content.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.........................
Sweet dreams my babies, sleep tight
3 comments:
Sooo sweet! I know what you mean about not greeting you at the door but yes, the vision of them peaceful and asleep is worth it. Give them a nice pat on the head for me. :)
Amber
Yes, there is active time, and then there is meditation time. The peoples must not disturb meditation time, but its OK if they get into bed with you I think.
Slobbers,
Mango
You left a comment on my blog about being prepared for Sasha's short life. I wonder how old Sasha is? Maybe starting to go grey in the muzzle? This sleepy Dane pose certainly reminds me of my Winston in his senior years.
Thanks for offering to add my blog to your page.
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