At least once
a day Maisy will do something really sweet, or silly, which in affect makes me
smile.
This post has
to do with sleeping. When Maisy first
came to us, I made a point of putting her into her kennel carrier at night to
sleep. I was NOT going to allow her on
the bed at night.
But that didn’t
last—but that’s another story. She now
comes to bed with me, and “Maverick” usually comes a couple of hours
later. Some nights “Maverick” just can’t
get comfortable. He turns over again and
again, like a chicken on a rotisserie. Occasionally
my snoring is exceptionally loud.
On Tuesday
night Maisy must have gotten fed up with the noise and the constant
movement. She jumped down and found her
own bed; the laundry basket with dirty laundry in it. That is where I found her Wednesday
morning. Hence the photo. Cute, ain’t it! But that’s my Maisy!
Serving Jesus, Author of our faith,
Lady Helene
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