As you guys know, I went to the doc on Monday, remember, the Red Camaro day? My chest had been hurtin' like KRAAAzy for about 5 days. Felt kinda like brochitis but I wasn't coughin' just hurtin'. Turns out it's acid reflux. Geez, who knew it could hurt that bad..
Doc gave me some meds. Since I have been taking them, now I am sleeping really, really well. I mean REALLY well. I am not waking up 19 times in 3 hours anymore!! I pretty much sleep all night now. Before I would wake up when the dogs WALKED across the floor. Went to get a drink. I could hear them do just about anything. (I do not have carpet in my house, so EVRYTHING makes a sound. Well almost everything. Peein' on the table leg doesn't always make a sound. Well, not until I round the corner, THEN a sound erupts. .)
So I'm sleepin' like a LOG, SURROUNDED BY D. O. G. S. FIVE to be exact. Two are curled next to me on my front side, one is at my shoulders in the back, one is on her QUEEN pillow and Harlie is at the foot of the bed.
I am awakened by something TOUCHING MY LEG. This something is barely touching me but it is TOUCHING me. I come instantly awake! I account for all dogs. WHAT IS IN MY BED???
I DARE NOT MOVE A MUSCLE. I'M SOOO SCARED.
I AM BARELY BREATHING!! OH! MY! GOSH! IT REALLY IS THERE! IT'S TOUCHING ME AGAIN!!! I WANT TO SCREAM, JUMP OUT OF BED, RUN, ANYTHING!! BUT. . I AM BRAVE. .
I slowly, very slowly reach down to feel what is touching me.
Harlie moves her paw one more time.
SHE HAS CRAWLED UNDER THE COVERS AND IS LAYING NEXT TO MY LEGS.
I'm tellin' ya, I almost wet the bed I was so scared.
Hope you kackled today.