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.  It’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.