March toward sleep

There must be something in the air at the end of March. Each year I have been here I have been photographed by the resident paparazzi whilst I have been enjoying, what should be, my “me time” as I sleep off the effects of my varied and interesting life.

The only difference is the addition of a vampiric beagle brother who isn’t actually a biological brother as such, and he seems to have the sleep gene very much ingrained in his DNA (or whatever it is that vampire beagles have).

I know it’s important to sleep and that is why I seem to practice it as much as possible when I am not on patrol or watching, sentinel like, for squirrels invading my garden. I dread to think how much sleep I have clocked up over the years.

Young pup 2014
Can I smell food? 2015
Crossed paws I get food 2016
I wonder if any aunties will notice my paws 2017
Wiggle wiggle wiggle 2018
I’m still waiting for food 2019
The things I have to put up with 2020

I hope I get to sleep for many more March ends.

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rescuedogdexter

Enjoying life in my forever home. Sharing my contentment with whoever will read my tales. I live in West Sussex, UK.

2 thoughts on “March toward sleep”

  1. Sleep is one of the pleasures of life, especially in winter when you are tucked up nice and warm. Then it’s good to wake up momentarily in the night and realise that you still hsve a few hours of sleep left…!

    Sleep charges the batteries for the activities of the day, for humans as well as beagles. Enjoy your rechatging and then enoy expending all that lovely energy in the great outdoors!

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