How whipped am I?
Buddah plopped down on top of me last night, about 2 minutes after I'd crawled into bed. He curled up and went to sleep right away, so I didn't move for 6 hours, until he heard the Spouse Thingy's car in the driveway. He jumped up in hopes of crunchy treats to tide him over until breakfast, and I could finally roll over.
I'm a little stiff this morning, but the sad thing is, if he does it again tonight, chances are I won't roll over, lest I disturb him...
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