I woke up to what I thought was the husbeast poking at my shoulder. After a few minutes, I rolled over, ready to say not-nice-things, and saw this:
Usually it’s Quinn who steals your spot in bed, but today it was Enza! She must have a bad case of the Mondays because when I got out of bed to get my phone, this is what I returned to:
SHE STOLE MY SIDE TOO! Poor Enza, Mondays must be really hard for a dog.
Hope Monday is treating you better than Enza!