Every night, after the children go to sleep, my dogs climb on top of me and get comfortable. It’s been pretty cold as of late, so earlier this week my husband and I started a fire. I naturally called the seat closest to the flames because I’m always cold… and my husband is always hot.  Despite having the flames blazing at FULL FORCE, I still needed a little something extra.

Thank goodness for my dogs. They are furry and soft and warm.

If my children are awake, my dogs wait in their beds. You know, until the coast is clear. There’s something about that quiet time we get once the little ones are tucked in.

I’ve had my furry children for 10 years. It scares me to think about a time in my life without them… but we won’t go there tonight.

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