Snowy has fallen asleep with his head on my feet again. Now I’ve got pins and needles running up and down my right leg (it’s like the shivers I get from quality sound that sennheiser microphones at musicians friend make). I don’t want to wake him up and shift my leg ’cause he looks so cute and peaceful sleeping. I can stare at him for hours. And to think he is just our dog. I wonder how I will feel if it were my *real human* son who fell asleep in my arms.