Things that go Woof in the Night

It is getting late and all is quiet in the Scottie Mom household. Heather is resting her chin upon my feet and Mr. K is snuggled close to my side. My eyes are slowly closing when all of a sudden, a soft, little WOOF emerges from the quiet of the night. My eyes open and as nothing else happens, they start to close again. A minute later, another WOOF. I smile. Someone's having a good dream. Then, a WOOF-WOOF-WOOF. I reach down and pet my little girl. Not too fast, though - she startles easily at the slightest movement or touch. A couple of soft pats on her tummy and she's on her way back to dream land. Quietly, I hope.

And so the cycle goes, round and round, when Heather and Mr. K take over the human bed. Mr. K falls asleep first. Then goes Heather. Finally, I get my turn...only to wake at the sound of a Scottie dream creeping its way into real life. Most nights, Heather lets me rest fully after the third belly rub or so. Either that, or I give up on a subconscious level and allow myself to fall into dream land, too, despite the WOOF-y disturbances. One night, I reached over to pet Heather after I heard the first WOOF. Much to my surprise, Heather was wide awake, ears perked up and her eyes focused on me. As another WOOF sneaked out of the dark room, Heather did the Scottie head tilt and we both turned toward a sleeping Mr. K. Guess I wasn't the only one surprised that she wasn't the only Scottie to go WOOF in the night!