A woolly bear blessing
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.