D.O.P.-T.

[weofodthignen]

A cold night; the dog slept under the covers next to me, within easy petting range. Unfortunately in the pre-dawn darkness, she woke up and took up the position of the Capitoline wolf, across my ankles, which was painful (maybe she was stretching the bedclothes across me; I wasn't awake enough to fully analyse the situation). I sat up and tried to gently draw her back to the top of the bed, but she freaked out and jumped off. I next woke up a couple of hours later to full sun and paroxysms of barking. I must have needed that last bit of sleep.