Around 2 o’clock this morning, I woke up for no reason. The Chili Dawg had some how gotten up on our bed again. This time, he was curled up next to Ryan and his “cone of shame” was gone (I found it on his dog bed- it’s good that he doesn’t try to lick his staples anymore). Ryan woke up too (unheard of, by the way) and told Chili to get off the bed. Clearly, Chili is feeling better post-amputation, because he gave Ryan a look like, “you’re kidding, right?” and crawled over him to get to me. He immediately assumed our snuggle position for when Ryan is out of town with his head on my shoulder and let me pet his soft fur until I fell back to sleep- one of the best feelings in the world.
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