I write about Coco a lot at night in these entries because she’s always right next to me on the bed.
She’s been especially sweet with me the past couple weeks after her health scare (she’s better, now, thank lawd, if you missed previous updates — it was something, apparently, that she was just able to heal from on her own). I think it’s because I was so worried about her, I stuck to her like glue, and now she’s stuck back to me.
Dogs do that. They’ll take aaaallllll the love and attention you want to give them, the little monsters. And it will. Turn them into monsters.
Coco’s latest thing is waking me up around 7:30ish by sleeping directly on top of me. Two mornings ago, it was on my head. This morning, it was on my shoulder and arm. Little savage. Trying to get me up and feed her.
Time for sleep. Night night.