On sleeping dogs, letting them lie.

Daisy Mae went through a puppy rite of passage yesterday, and the poor baby is still feeling a little weak and groggy. She’s snoring with her head in my lap right now, occasionally twitching like she’s chasing some wily creature through the dream-woods.

I’m dying for a cup of coffee, but there’s no way I’m disturbing a sleeping puppy. Now is when a butler would be particularly useful.

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