BF took pics of me sleeping (he shared them with me, not creepy after all these years) because the pups were trying to snuggle into me. Cute except you can see that I’m having a bad night. Face is tense and frowning instead of relaxed.
Apparently it was Molly at first — nose to nose with me — and then Scooby came up from the foot of the bed to push his face between Molly’s stomach and mine, making sure his eyes were covered. This dog has come a very long way from waking up at crack of pre-dawn.
