Last night, I woke up to the sound of Blitzkrieg whimpering in his sleep. I guess he had a nightmare. I was sleeping with my back to him, and after a few whimpers, he crawled over my back, burrowed under the covers and buried himself against my chest, then let out a huge sigh and fell back asleep.
I love my doggies.
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He's dreaming that a giant rat is going to come and make him run 18 miles.
Or that his masters may adopt a kitten...
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