…and Little Boop said, “Roll over, roll over!” So, they all
rolled over and Mommy fell off. Two in the bed and Little Boop said, “Roll
over, roll over!” So, they all rolled over and Winnie fell off. That’s our version of the song.
Winnie usually wants to get under the covers about 3 or 4am.
This morning, a queen sized bed, all 3 of us were on half of the bed—my half of
the bed. Part of it is the pillow top that didn’t stand up very well. I got it
almost 3 years ago from Sears and paid enough for it to be a good one, but the
pillow top broke down in less than 2 years. So, me being the heaviest, everyone
rolls to me.
But, that’s not the full story. Winnie is a heat seeker;
thus, waking up cold early in the morning brings her closer to me. Plus, she
likes to sleep rear end to rear end. Maybe some adaptive thing for dogs in the
wild? I don’t know. So, she’s right there. I’ve gotten used to that after 10
years; although I must admit it’s nice when my mom visits. Winnie will go sleep
with her.
Then, Boop is seeking milk. It’s a strange sight, I’m sure.
Winnie trying to position herself near both of our rear ends. Boop is only interested in my top half—well,
really just milk. So, we’re all huddled together. I imagine that it’s much more
comfortable for them than me because if I move away, there is usually a loud
protest. Then, everyone finds me again.
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