Who needs sleep?

Good Saturday morning!  Thank you for being here with me.  It is early.  A variety of things woke me up...one right after the other....  But one of them you might think is funny...or maybe even two of them.  The dogs must have been being extra good before my husband went to bed, because he decided to give them each a treat. We get these big bags of weird pieces of cow that have been dried and the dogs love them!  They are not a quick treat though. And I have found that they don't eat them when we are not around.  I don't think my husband knows that though.  Here is why I think that. 

It is very early in the morning and I wake up to the dogs barking very loudly. There has been a bit of a turf war at my house these days between the Cats and the Dogs.  So I hear the Dogs barking and think, "Oh no, not another turf war!"  I jump out of bed and find my big dog Sampson slinking out of the living room. I look over into the kitchen and I find my littler dog Belle is sitting in the middle of the kitchen with two very large treats (one of them being part of a cow hoof). She is not eating them.  She is not licking them.  She is not smelling them.  She is protecting them.  She has taken Sampson's portion and decided she would protect her booty.  I didn't think too much about it until my big dog gets all the way into the kitchen from the living room and growling and barking ensues.  By this time, I am awake enough to figure out why I have been woken up.  I put the treats away, let them know that they can have them back later when everyone is up and they can chew them to their hearts' content and crawl back under the covers.

Just as I am falling asleep...barking.  Ok, who needs sleep anyway?  I get out of bed and go to the door.  Both my dogs are sitting in the hallway as sweet as can be...staring at me.  Both of their tails are wagging and they are just staring at me.  When I start asking them what is up, my Belle starts talking to me in something between a growl and a bark.  She talked to me for quite a while.  I am not sure what she said, but she was very determined to let me know her mind.  This is VERY unusual.  Belle is not that interactive.  She is more of a 'hey, you are here, I am going to curl up right here next to your chair' kind of dog.  I am guessing that she was giving me a piece of mind about putting a kibosh on her fun with the treats.  Ok, this time I let them out to have a runabout.  Can I sleep now? 

I crawl back in bed. What could happen next?  My stealthy black cat sneaks up on me...ok, what she really did was walk the length of my body.  I asked her politely to get off, so she decides to jump on my sleeping husband.  Now this cat is usually a foot sleeper.  She is very polite about it.  She is very quiet.  It it a full moon?  This happens again and again.  She walks up and then I push her down, she walks up and then I push her down.  And then finally I don't push her down and she decides to lay down as close to my face as she can, but right on top of me.  Needless to say, I am blessed to be loved by animals, but today I really would have loved a little extra sleep.  :-) 

On the flip side though, I am awake.  It is Saturday.  And life is good!  I hope you have a beautiful weekend.  May God bless and keep you.  And if you have any little furry ones in your life, give them a little extra love for me.  And if possible, could you whisper quietly to them to spread the word that even Mamas like to sleep in once in a while?