Good morning. My cats are very grumpy today. Shannon is mad because I went in Tom’s room, where she was sleeping on a large pile of laundry fresh from the dryer, and, in a firm and distinct voice, read him a list of course numbers and titles that he had written. Shannon hates my firm and distinct voice.
Meanwhile, Jake is whining because I haven’t gone to bed with him.
We had a very sneaky and lovable black lab named Chuck. Dogs were not allowed on the bed, yet whenever I awoke, Chuck was curled up asleep in the crook of my elbow. When my husband called me from work and one of his coworkers inquired about me, he got a big kick out of saying, “She’s in bed with Chuck.” :-[