The baby had a good night's rest, which is not surprising given that she had the bed more or less to herself. As embarrassing as it is for her, I think it's time to let the truth be known... the baby is becoming a bed hog. She used to curl up into a little ball in a not-so-inconvenient spot on the bed and stay there the entire night. Lately, more specifically last night, she has taken to sprawling out. It's amazing how much space she can take up when she wants to -- despite her 5lb size. Her favorite place to sleep is in the middle of the bed and she likes to sleep in a way that always has a part of her body leaning up against me. That is, until she gets tired or too warm or something and then decides that she wants to sprawl out next to but not touching me. And so it was like this last night. First she slept up against me, then she turned a couple of times and put her rump next to my face, then she got up and moseyed a few inches over and sprawled in a way that prevented me access to the rest of the bed.
This probably explained why she was much more awake at 8 a.m. than I. So, I ambled over to the living room, opened the shade and shifted her pillow, and made a spot in the sun for her. Then I returned to bed and slept for another 30 minutes while the baby lay sun-worshipping.
When I finally got up, the baby was at the ready and looked at me as if to ask why I was taking so long to get on with our game of fetch. I then played fetch for about 20 minutes with this demanding pup, at which time I fixed her breaky and escaped to the shower.
I think she knew something was up, i.e. I wouldn't be staying home with her all day, because she kept on me like a little four-legged shadow. This played to her
disadvantage though because she made it that much easy to scoop her up when I cleaned out her ears this morning. Though even that incident did not dissuade her from continuing to track my every move.
All day I wondered what the baby was doing and hoped that she was not too sad to have to spend the day by herself.
I tried to make things up to her when I got home by playing rousing games of fetch and then taking her for an evening stroll. The path is somewhat convoluted because I tried to make this a tail-up sort of walk, which meant avoiding other dogs (very hard to do in Brooklyn Heights). We, of course, ran into lots of dogs, and when we did the baby handled herself exquisitely; but like I said, to make this a tail-up event I had to, at times, walk a rather circuitous route.
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