Mothering Instincts?

Internet world, meet Jack.

This is my sister in law’s dog, who we often seem to end up dog sitting.
Here’s the thing. I don’t like little dogs.
I really don’t like dogs in my bed.
I pretty much feel like dogs should be left outside at all times.
You see where Jack sleeps?
Case in point. These are our dogs, Kasey & Chief, on the right. Outside. Yes, they look slightly frosty, but that’s what they have warm coats for, right?  Plus, they’re so cute the way they look at you with eternal hope in their eyes that they’re coming in.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my dogs, and since they don’t have a dog house, they actually are inside dogs. However, I can assure you that they do not sleep on the bed.
So what is the deal with Jack, you ask?  I don’t know. The first time I watched him over night, hubby was outside of town and Jack seemed like the perfect little heater in my bed.  That was my excuse to myself. Last night Hubby was home. Jack was still in our bed. I cuddle with him, I curl around him. I wake up and absentmindedly pet him whenever I move.
I still would rather it was a baby.

One comment

  1. It's cold. I don't blame you for wanting a heater. Ever little bit helps,that's for sure.

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