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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face="Californian FB"><span style='font-size:
12.0pt'>I love the thread about how our hounds sleep with us…mostly
because I can relate to just about every post. Diva and Sophie don’t
sleep with us all the time now since we have been putting them in their room to
sleep, but when they do, I can kiss my hopes of a good night rest
goodbye! Diva’s the one who has to be curled up into a tiny ball,
after 40 or 50 turns and plops down and more turns, she finally finds the right
spot, and she MUST be pressed hard up against my body somewhere, and she MUST
be under the cover. She does the same thing that Karrie said her Joey
does when she wants under the blankets…she paws and shoves her cold nose
under my hand and whines until I pick up the blanket and she goes in head first
(butt last). Then there’s little miss rotten pants Sophie, who can’t
jump up on the bed, so she just sits on the side looking up and whining at me
until I pick her big fluffy butt up and toss her up there…she finds the
exact angle at which she and Diva are perpendicular and then she rolls onto her
back and stretches as far as she possibly can, and snores like a fog
horn! What a lady, I tell ya! So I end up in the fetal position with
my body wrapped around the piles of dog and when I wake up, I feel like I’ve
been in a car accident! Lol So why then do I always want them in my
bed and I call in favors with DH so I can get them an extra night or two?
Because how can I not? Those two sleeping lumps of lead are my little
babies…so I will sacrifice my comfort to be able to turn over and see
their happy faces waking up with momma right next to them. You can’t
buy that… <o:p></o:p></span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><strong><b><font size=4 color="#007122" face="Californian FB"><span
style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Californian FB";color:#007122'>Jessica L.
Sutton<o:p></o:p></span></font></b></strong></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><strong><b><font size=4 color="#007122" face="Californian FB"><span
style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Californian FB";color:#007122'>Snooters
and drool and big hugs to all the families with babies at the bridge<o:p></o:p></span></font></b></strong></p>
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