Not only am I in Arkansas to take care of Max and Molly but also my grand pugs:  Conan, Nana and Zeppelin.  They are quite the trio and last night I had the “honor” and I use that term very loosely, to share a bed with them.  My daughter insisted that I sleep in her room while they were gone in case Max gets up at night and I can hear Molly on the monitor.  I really think she wanted me in there so the “pug’s” routine didn’t change.  Reluctantly I agreed.  I love the the guest room and the bed is very comfortable.  I sleep like the dead in there.  [FYI Loni & Charles:  PLEASE BUY A NEW MATTRESS FOR YOUR ROOM]

Now sleeping with pugs shouldn’t be that big of a deal, I sleep with two Cavaliers at home in our king-size bed.  What’s three pugs in a king-size bed?  I finally got both kids to sleep last night and it was time for Mimi to lay down her weary head.  Zeppelin, the very large black pug saw me heading for the bedroom and he couldn’t get there fast enough, leaping into the bed with absolutely no effort.  He was ready.  He may be the biggest of the three, but he can jump like a gazelle.  Now Nana is a wee bit of a girl and you have to pick her up and put her in bed, which I did.  Then there’s Conan, the middle child.  I have seen him jump onto that bed many times and many times yesterday alone, with no help from anyone.  I slide into bed, got situated and there’s Conan sitting on the floor looking at me with a very pitiful look.  Get up here I say to him.  He just keeps looking at me batting his eyes.  Again I say, get up here.  Nothing.  I had to get up, pick him up and put him in bed.  What a baby.  I think he played me.

Now I’m scrunching my pillow and trying to get comfy when all three dogs are trying to get under the covers.  Apparently that’s their routine.  Ok, get under the covers.  Now “the Nan” heads to the far corner of the bed and all I can see is her small lump.  The other two, well they have to be touching me.  One around my knees and the other one, Zeppelin the big man, wants to lay his head on my shoulder.  Geez.  We finally all fell asleep but a few hours later I woke up and needed to turn over.  Nowhere to turn, trapped in by pugs.  I pushed and shoved and finally maneuvered them a bit and went back to sleep.  Next thing I know I am being awakened by the sound of snoring.  Who’s snoring?  What’s that?  I can “feel” the snore.  I opened my eyes to find Zeppelin with his head on my shoulder, sleeping away, FACING ME and yes snoring very loudly.

Obviously, I didn’t get a very good night’s rest and I only have to sleep with them one more night.  Sigh…..  Looking forward to moving back into the guest room tomorrow night.