stoutfellow (
stoutfellow) wrote2019-06-16 08:20 am
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This morning, as on many other mornings, Gracie lay down beside my bed and started barking.
I got up, as I usually do, because it was possible that she needed to be let out.
Gracie walked out the bedroom door, looked over her shoulder to make sure I was following, and headed, not for the porch door, but for the computer room. She lay down in the cubby under the desk.
I sat down at the computer. What else was I to do? (If I went back to bed, she would return and repeat the process.)
Is the cubby so much more comfortable, or comforting, than the floor beside my bed?
I got up, as I usually do, because it was possible that she needed to be let out.
Gracie walked out the bedroom door, looked over her shoulder to make sure I was following, and headed, not for the porch door, but for the computer room. She lay down in the cubby under the desk.
I sat down at the computer. What else was I to do? (If I went back to bed, she would return and repeat the process.)
Is the cubby so much more comfortable, or comforting, than the floor beside my bed?