I woke to a chihuahua under my butt. That poor dog. He'll need therapy for sure after that. *snicker*
Seriously though, at first I'd actually thought I hurt him, but when I moved he looked up at me and gave me a look that said 'why'd ya move, I was comfortable!' He's taken to trying to sleep with me like he did as a puppy, usually tucked under my chin or behind my back. But I toss and turn so much that end up putting him in his own blanket in the corner of my bed so I don't roll over on him or wake him up if he's zonked. Doesn't mean he won't move back though.
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The weather here is supposed to actually get into the 90's for next three days. It's only 80 so far and feels nice. I'm wondering how
I still want my 70 degree temps back. ;) And one thing I've noticed about the sunny days here, they're not so bright and harsh as they are in Florida. Yes I still need to wear my sunglasses and try not to be out in it too long or else I'll get sicker than a dog, but I'm not instantly blinded when I step out the door or open the curtains.