Waking Up Too Early

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I hear the soft whine in my ears. It’s 3:00am. I can see the glistening of his brown eyes staring up at me. I reach down to rub his belly, hoping to soothe him before he lets out a loud bark. It’s 3:02am. It’s conferences tonight. I need every minute of sleep this morning. ┬áIt’s not working. He starts his whine again, as he jumps on my nightstand and grabs my phone with his mouth.

Why fight it? (Well, because it’s conference night and I need sleep.)

I grab my phone/alarm trudge downstairs, crash on the couch and cover myself with a blanket. He jumps on me, snuggles against me and we both fall asleep.

Kleeko just needed some fur mom time.