Naps R Us

I'm a big believer in naps. I love them. A short nap is refreshing. A little luxury for no reason other than I can.

This afternoon I thought a short nap would do me good. I haven't been sleeping well at night lately so I was tired. I put the dogs out for a piddle and, once they were back in the house, all of us sprawled all over the bed and settled in. There's something about napping with four dogs that makes me think of living heating pads, so warm and cozy and cuddly.

Now, one of those dogs is a five-month-old puppy named Andie. She's just recently housetrained but I figured if she started wiggling around and whining I'd wake up so I could get her outside on time.

A few minutes later I was in that drowsy half-asleep state when Andie leaped off the bed. My first thought was, "Oh noooooo wherever she goes she won't wake me up and there'll be a puddle." My second thought was, "I don't care, I'll clean it up, this feels too good."

I heard her wander around the bedroom for a minute then go into her night-time pen and start playing with a toy. Beyond that, I have no idea so I must have drifted off to sleep. It was somewhere around 2 pm.

The next thing I knew one of the other dogs, JinJin, was licking my face and wiggling around, her signal for needing to go out. I suddenly remembered Andie was loose and got out of bed pretty darn quick. Only to discover Andie was sound asleep in her night-time pen with her toy tucked between her paws.

I looked at the clock.

It was 6 pm.

Now THAT'S a nap.

Good doggies!