A Mouse Story

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.