I woke up the other day and Phyllis was lying on my head. As if that wasn’t uncomfortable enough, I found myself trapped because Stella had rolled herself into a ball and wedged herself in-between my legs while stretching her neck out long onto my belly. There was no where to move.
I was hot.
Stella and Phyllis are pretty big girls and let’s face it, they were quite literally packing heat. I was irritated. I hate waking up irritated. Then to add to my early morning wakeup call, Phyllis started licking my ear. Irritation quickly changed to frustrated giggles because how ever annoyed I am, I have to laugh a little when an eighty pound baby thinks I’m a treat. She let out a big yawn and stretched out letting two of her paws land on top of me like she was reaching out for a hug, because we simply weren’t close enough.
It’s nice to know that you’re loved first thing in the morning…. Even if that really heavy ball of love is lying on your head.