one of my favourite things about waking up in the morning lately is my dog: miles.
(side note: josh and i made a wise decision and bought a king-sized bed when we got married, almost seven years ago. it was a very, very good choice.)
since josh is in toronto this week making music with devin, i've had several mornings of miles, star, and me, all cuddled up in the spacious bed.
this is what happens when i wake up: i must move a wee bit or something, because miles gets up and stands in a place where he lowers his head to gesture that he wants to get under the covers (or sheet) with me. i lift them, and turn on my side, then he crawls under and curls up against my belly. i always think he wakes me up, but perhaps i wake him. anyway, it's the sweetest, warmest, coziest moment of the morning, and i stay there as long as i can to hold him.
where is star, you ask? she usually is still sleeping (near the foot of the bed). she is hard of hearing, has difficulty seeing, and is slower to wake. when she does get up, she is also quite affectionate.
then they run to the back door to go outside, and i follow.
i love mornings! (it's actually around 10 or 11 that i wake, but it's still morning)
love them!
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