I love the quietness of the morning. The Barky Boys will typically start getting restless around 4am and during the time they’re outside taking care of business, I’ll spend a few moments skimming through my social networks catching up on what’s new with my friends. My most favorite part of the morning after they’ve come back in, when one of the furry guys will hop up on the couch and snuggle next to me.
I love having my pups next to me, even if it’s for a brief moment. They crack me up when they take turns snuggling next to me. One will get hot and move away, another takes his place.
Hub says they don’t do this to him. I have no idea why they do this with me and not with him. I noticed that my parent’s poochies are the same way: snuggly with Mum, not so much with Da.
I attribute it to the differences in how men & women are. Women are, by our nature, more nurturing. I think the dogs pick up on this and behave accordingly.
Whatever the reason, I love my poochies and I know they love me.
In the end, that’s all that matters. 🙂