One of the things I liked in my last relationship (and I refer to it right now as last relationship, because, right, now, the only time he calls is when he needs me to get something for him - not what I would call the basis for an actual relationship.) But anyway, I liked when we slept next to each other. It was something I missed, and I guess I can say it was nice while it lasted.
But now, the new dog in my life (at all of 10 lbs, much smaller than the other men in my life!) sleeps pushed completely against me. It has taken some getting used to, as my last dog was afraid to sleep on the bed, and even back in his younger days, when he slept on the couch, it wasn't pushed up against me. But this little one sleeps as if he is an appendage.
For example, right now, he is pressed against my leg, sleeping and going through REM. The paws were tapping against my thighs a moment ago, as he chased something that eluded him in his dreams. At night, he sleeps pushed against the small of my back when I sleep on one side, and against my stomach when I sleep on the other side.
I talked to a neighbor who has several small dogs, and when we talked about them sleeping with us, she said "isn't that the greatest feeling?" Yes, I guess it does make me feel like part of the pack. But I am used to larger beings next to me. I guess this is something I will need to get used to.
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