My boy Rebel would sit on my chest in the morning, & I would open my eyes to his smiling face looking down on me. Though over the years as he grew heavier, i would wake up with the pressure of his weight. Now Rebel is 13, and can’t climb into bed, so I get onto the floor to snuggle with him. I miss those days…..

When I had my first dog on my own I’d adopted a female Pomeranian “Windy” She slept with me of course. If I didn’t start moving after the alarm went off she’d be walking on my chest and then come look me in the eye. “Get up Mom”. “You have to go to work so you can buy me everything I may want or desire”. I miss her so much.

This gif is adorable!! Thank you for your cartoons as they bring a special kind of happiness. 💖