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
