A woolly bear blessing

Last night I couldn't fall asleep. This doesn't happen often at all, and when it does I have little patience. Things have been going so well for what feels like a long time. But last night a skeleton came out of the closet and tapped me on the shoulder to let me know it may be time to conquer a new (and specific) challenge – something I've been more than happy to keep locked away for five years now. I may be forced to grow and it won't be comfortable at first. I may even procrastinate a bit more.

So I tossed and turned and turned and tossed.

At 1AM I got up to use the bathroom. Marvin had been in his crate sleeping in the living room and when I went back to the bedroom he followed behind me. (Mark was snug on the couch after having fallen asleep watching TV so I left him there to snooze.) Now, keep in mind dogs don't sleep on our bed. They take up too much room with the stretching and bed-hogging. It was a pact Mark and I made right from the beginning.

But last night I couldn't resist. I needed comforting. I picked Marvin up and put him next to me. He curled up like a woolly bear caterpillar, let out a deep sigh, and lulled me to sleep with his breathing.

Exactly the comfort I needed.

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Please note the similarities:

Woolly bear caterpillar (photo courtesy of all-creatures.org)

Marvin, complete with bands of color, like the caterpillar