This was 2020 and it's still True! But the dogs sleep better now!

 

 Christmas night at 5:00 I stepped down crooked on my ankle.  It is now January 12.  My ankle is still black and blue and yellow and green!  Just yesterday I bought a walking boot at Walgreens.  It seems to make it feel a bit better.  Right now I'm pretty much doing nothing during the day but sitting on the couch.  I've got a couple beading projects ready to start, maybe tomorrow.  Doing nothing during the day makes sleeping thru the night almost impossible.
     We have two dogs who sleep in our bedroom.  One, Piper. is ten.  She is great.  She would sleep thru the night with no problem.  Our other one is Skeeter.  Skeeter is ten months.  Skeeter is the problem!  Skeeter wants to go outside about every two to three hours.  She was doing better but has come back to this.  We are not happy!
     Last night at 9:30 Skeeter jumped out of bed.  Before she could even bark at Larry to let him know she wanted out he had thrown the blanket off himself and was walking her to the door.  He tried to quiet her barking to keep her from waking me.  Five minutes later they were back.  At 1:30 it happened again.  Again Larry hushed her and took her out.  This time, as they were coming back into the house, Piper jumped up and ran to the door.  Poor Larry, as he thought he was coming in he had to go back out again!
     Then again at 4:00!  This time both dogs jumped up.  Larry joined them, hushing them as they made their way to the back door.  A few minutes later Larry gently pulled our bedroom door shut.  He went into the living room, made himself a cup of coffee, and turned on the television.  Me?  I went to sleep.
      I have seen the saying above several times.  When I woke up this morning it came to mind.  Larry, knowing just how uncomfortable I have been, has been cooking for me, rinsing dishes for me, bringing me treats and drinks when I ask, and trying to ensure I get to sleep at night.  The more the dogs wiggle and bark the harder he tries to shield me from their noise.  I can't even express how much I appreciate all his help.
     I remember when we first me in 1965.  He treated me like a princess.  When we married in 1968 he treated me like he cherished me, like I was the most important thing in his life.  I realized last night he still treats me like that.  He still comforts me, he still honors the vows we both made.  I could not have asked for more in a husband.  He still makes me feel special.  I love the song..."I'd Choose You Again,' by the Forester Sisters.  I thank God often for putting the two of us together.  I'd still choose him again!