She loitered at our feet all morning while Seamus and I baked bread.
And she seems to have a nap time radar.
I typically enjoy her companionship - who wouldn't love a dog who is a grump to everyone but you - but I have to admit that her new habit of sleeping as close to my stomach as possible is getting a bit annoying. Last night I woke from a dead sleep and was halfway out of bed thinking that I heard one of the boys calling me for help before I realized that it was Emily snoring - very, very loudly. She has been subsequently relegated to the end of the bed. Hopefully my own delightful pregnancy snoring will drown out her toddler-mimicry snores from there.
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