Dachshunds are notorious for burrowing in blankets. Gidget is no exception. I think she is under her blanket more than she is not.
Such was this case this morning. I was deep into some writing, lost track of time, and almost lost track of where I was which happens sometimes when I’m in full out writing mode.
After I was done writing, still somewhat dazed, I looked up from my computer, and glanced Gidget’s way to see her sweet little face slightly peeking out of her blanket. Well if that didn’t break the spell I was under, as a big grin spread across my face, I let out a small chuckle, and before I knew it, I was grounded back in place again.
Ah, the magic of dogs!