I am whispering in Julie’s ear before i fall asleep with a good round of snoring.
She is so patient with me as I work my way under the covers and up to the pillows. Oh, my . . . the comfort! The softness!
I’ve been sick for a week or so. Yucky projectile retching and nasty dispatches from the other end. Julie calls that end my ‘cannon”.
Sometimes she is funny. Sometimes.
Tonight, I want to be close to her so I put a paw on her shoulder and my nose to her ear.
I think I will stay here until she falls asleep just to be sure she doesn’t go anywhere.
She doesn’t snore so it’s hard to know when she’s asleep.
I snore. I really do because I have watched videos of myself sleeping and grrrr easily to hear myself snore with an lilting cadence.