3 a.m. and I feel myself being awakened by the rolling and thumping of a small little chihuahua in the middle of my back. I reach behind me as I ask “Mouse “what the #$%@& is your problem?” and discover that she is uncovered and cold. I pull up the covers and I turn over to go back to sleep. I feel a small cuddling in the middle of my back and I could have sworn I heard a sigh of contentment. I lay there. I lay there and begin to hear…..what’s that….snoring! That little creature behind me is sleeping away as I lay awake scowling. I have been played. The moral of this story, we are the trained ones, not our pets.